Oh Spring

Oh spring, the fickle things you do You tease with sunbeams on the face And when at last we shed our winter coat You bring a shower, or maybe two... Oh spring, you are so full or sweet surprise You bring the blooms budding on the branch You blow the breeze soft upon our cheek And bid us hear the lamb that cries... Oh spring, yours a rainbow ore the hill A time of lovers glances and sweet romances And sounds of children's laughter in the air For us you grow the greening grass, the daffodil... Oh spring, you we welcome now with open arms We with winter hearts that long to beat anew You give us hope and feed our hungry souls How easily we are subject to your charms... Spring, stay with us awhile and wash away our winter blues Until we have gathered strength and bid you a fond adieu..