
Last Snow before Spring
Spring in the airThere is snow, but I don’t careThe flowers know itThe robin knows itSpring, sing Spring - everywhere
The golden sun warms the earthSoon old man winter will fadeAnd in a Holly tree a robin will perchNesting with blue eggs laid
While by the garden gateOr in the Trumpet vineKeeping guard is her mateUntil a tiny new chirp signals all is fine.
Spring gives us hopeOf something new to share Spring brings a smileTo hasten away our cares
Let this last snow linger a day or twoBefore grey clouds become blue skies.Yet how will I sing, where will I go?What will I do? At winter’s last sigh.
Even if the weather is not,I am readyTo celebrate Spring…At Traditions' Thursday fling.
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