And once again, the robins sing,
The daffodils are in full bloom,
A welcome change from winters' gloom.
The sun is warm upon my face,
The world looks like a brand new place,
The buds there, on the big oak tree,
Are full and bursting into leaves.
The grass is donning it's new coat,
From brown to green, it soon will sprout.
Oh! How I love this time of year,
I feel God's presence everywhere,
As all of nature is refreshed,
Waking from it's winters' rest,
All man and nature, join to sing,
Praise to our God, who made the spring!
Jeannette E. Smith
January 24, 2003
