"Spring is here..." what lovely thoughts These simple words convey To a heart that's winter-weary Awaiting Spring's first day. Though snowflakes still may linger, We know it won't be long Until someone sees a robin Or hears his wake-up song. We watch the crocus push through The Winter's yet-bleak sod And marvel at this miracle That could only come from God. Swollen buds on trees will soon Burst forth with blossoms gay; The sky is turning brighter blue With each passing day. The little brook is singing, So happy to be free; Daffodils lift up bright faces To smile at you and me. Snow may linger on the hills, But Winter's on the wing, As April opens wide the door To usher in the Spring. Kay Hoffman
Texas Garden Club
Rosenuts Anonymous