SPRING COMES A SINGING

By

Catelin Hoover

Spring comes a singing

On the wings of the Jay,

With the trill of the Mockingbird,

In the vibrancy of a sunny day,

With a smile and a kindly word.

Spring comes a singing

With the burst of blossoms bright,

With hills carpeted a Kelly green,

With the warm and balmy night,

With young lovers to be seen.