Another stray coin

The best of England, thought Mrs Miniver,

as opposed to countries with reasonable climates,

is that it is not only once a year that you can say,

"This is the first day of spring."

Today was one of those days

when the sun shone a little more warmly,

the birds sang a little more sweetly

and even the garden of doom 

had snowdrops and crocuses

to show off.

While it lasted that day had been part of 

the authentic currency of spring -

a stray coin tossed down carelessly on account.