April Birthday by Ted Hughes

When your birthday brings the world under your window
And the song-thrush sings wet-throated in the dew
And aconite and primrose are unsticking the wrappers
Of the package that has come today for you

Lambs bounce out and stand astonished
Puss willow pushes among the bare branches
Sooty hawthorns shiver into emerald

And a new air

Nuzzles the sugary
Buds of the chestnut.A groundswell and stir
Billows the silvered
Violet silks
Of the south- a tenderness
Lifting through all the
Gently-breasted
Counties of England