look so empty and bare,
And ice balls fill the morning air.
The North wind whistles his old familiar tune,
As I wish for spring to come real soon.
Ah, but Winter doesn't last forever I know!
Soon we will see the last of the snow!
Yes, in another month or two,
Jack Frost will be replaced by the morning dew!
Across my lawn chattering squirrels will run,
While flowers are kissed by a loving sun!
There isn't any more beautiful sight I suppose,
Than glistening dew on a blushing rose!
Soon I'll see flowers springing up,
Like the tulip, daisy, and buttercup!
Once more I will smell the honeysuckle vine,
And view this part of God's creation I call
Plump robins will gallantly strut about,
Like toy soldiers with their chests stuck out!
Tiny chipmunks may scurry here and there,
As a jaybird's shriek pierces the air!
The grass will look like a velvety coat of
And here and there dandelion buttons will be
I will see some familiar sights I love,
Like the red bird and the cooing dove!
Warm and gentle winds will caress my face,
For Winter will be gone without a trace!
Friend, if I will just be patient and still,
Once, more I'll enjoy Spring if it be God's
Robert F. Dotson © 2007