Spring spring you sweet spring,

the season of my heart,

you bring birth you beautiful thing,

new life now walks your path……

From the snow capped mountains,

you have loosen your icy water’s,

your warm spring showers,

raises our blooming flowers……

All winter slumber has awaken,

to your set timed alarm,

the garden beds are a making,

doors are opening down on the farm……

Little legs run hither and tither,

piglets by the litter,

white bundles of joy are a frolicking,

little foals are a kicking…….

Little girls cheeks are a showing,

from red to a pinkie glowing,

as in the sunshine they are a going,

picking wild flowers that are growing…..

The eagle soars high,

above the mountain tops it glides,

calling to its young ones,

its time to fly the skies……

A young man with a  red rose of love,

gives it to the pretty young maiden,

a symbol of his devotion from above,

his love at her feet he has lain…..

The bee’s are a humming,

your warm days are a coming,

choirs of birds are a singing,

oh spring spring you sweet spring…………………….end………………