First Winter Then Spring

But a little while ago
All the ground was white with snow;
Trees and shrubs were dry and bare,
Not a sign of life was there;

Now the buds and leaves are seen,
Now the fields are fresh and green,
Pretty birds are on the wing,
With a merry song they sing!

There's new life in everthing!
How I love the pleasant spring!

~ © 2000 Dave Griffith ~

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