Spring
She’s waited all winter
Laid still in the cold
So patiently held back
With all things on hold
She’s bided her time
But soon she’ll be here
With warm sunny days
Tidings of good cheer
As spring in her glory
Bursts forth into bloom
With bright yellow daffodils
Dispelling the gloom
And with lambs in the meadows
Frolicking anew
Comes the season of hope
And all things brand new
Akin to a bride
She’ll arrive splendidly
In a garment of green shoots
And a trail of beauty