Along she came with the moon of March
With April's flowers upon her lips
And the springtime in her eyes
Dimpled daffodils on her cheeks
With the scent of paradise
Splendor dancing at her feet
In a precious morning rise.
She stole the sadness and the tears
And gave me sweet pearls of joy
Cascading from her sacred heart
Bathing me in fountains
Of eternal peace.