Gently Wakes (Zanila Rhyme)

A kiss of warmth is not far away, the hope of life shall return with annual joy, Spring is born again, when daffodils bloom in garden urn. As the dormant Earth now gently wakes, awash with colour she sings, Spring is born again, with annual joy, we see the hope in these simple things. The spritely vigour of nascent life is found in the floral beds with annual joy, Spring is born again, crocus and tulips, showing their heads. And hearts too, turn to new horizons seeking love's desiring glow, Spring is born again, with annual joy, and Winter knows it is time to go.