Spring is coming, say the trees,
They heard the whispering on the breeze,
Spring is coming, cry the flowers,
And open their petals to falling showers,
Spring is coming say all to I,
Wake up,- the Earth now don't be shy,
Merilly we dance the sun-kissed field,
And see what fruits we can yield,
The Earth it turns again so sing,
Here comes the onset of Spring,
Wave goodnight farewell to winter time,
The cold and dark begone,
The time for light is coming,
Listen to her song,
Turn and rotate -a chapter new,
No more the horrid winter-blues.
© Copyright 2016 Kathleen Oakwood. All rights reserved.
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