I Long For the Coming of Spring
Today the cold north wind blows.
The weather is fierce and wild.
I long for the coming of the spring
With fragrant breezes mild.
When gently falling rain
Encourages buds to bloom
And fluffly clouds in a clear blue sky
Dispel the winter's gloom.
I long for the coming of the spring
When winter is at an end.
For the soothing warmth of spring
Will start my soul to mend.
entered in Deborah Guzzi's foreign exchange contest:
this is winter in Canada
Copyright © Francine Roberts | Year Posted 2011
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