Springtime
The flowers are blooming
along with the trees
and the sweet smell of blossoms
are blown in the breeze
The warm winds that blow
shake the new little leaves
where the ice and the snow
once had their freeze
It's Springtime again
and its beauty is grand
though it may not remain
long o're this land
But while it is here
it awakens the earth
giving winters cold deadness
a glorious rebirth
Be happy my friends
and sing with great cheer!
Let all hearts be thankful
for Springtime is here!
Written Spring 1978
Copyright © Robin L. Gass | Year Posted 2009
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