Commentary

Spring, oh sweet spring, how your splendor bades me, with spectacle of green emerging from winters arms, bending into an explosion of color.

Spring, oh sweet spring how your rain awakens what was once benumbed, welcome home birds red, yellow, green, blue, all afresh.

Spring, oh sweet spring how you birth life anew, preparing for longer, warmer days of porch sitting and ice tea sipping.

Spring, oh sweet spring how you tenderly sing of life renewed, to open the gate of hope, winding through all, near and afar.

Spring, oh sweet spring, how you trumpet you are here again.