We might well be wrapped up against the January weather, but our poet Roberto spots the magic out there, and likens it to the changing scene in modern day Britain, as we extend the hand of friendship to those very much less fortunate.
In crowns beneath the leafless trees,
Between your arms of green you chime,
From Syria some of you come,
Montenegro, torn Ukraine,
From Ural folklore was found,
Now time has made you native here,
As many from these snowdrop lands,
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