Although the day is cool and wet 

The grass is green and full of violets 

The tulips brave the long cold nights 

Crocus and hyacinth are bold and bright.

Across the drive are apple and pear 

Swelling buds everywhere. 

Down at the river spring is known 

By all the pussy willows growin'. 

New birds arriving everyday 

Singing the season of rebirth. 

Everyday and in every way 

Spring brings the blessings of Mother Earth.

pihneefich kiit (C)
aka Judi Brannan Armbruster 

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Picture is called "Bridge of Hope"
(c) Thomas Kinkade
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Midi playing "Spirit of the Lake"