As I wait for this day to end
There is no heartache I must mend
I await the first day in May
Send all the cloudy rainy days away
I look for the first bloom a summer rose
Things from deep in the ground arose
The smell of blooming flowers greet my nose
I hear a barking dog kids laughing playing
Ateetertodder a swing next door a swaying
A blue sky one white cloud dashing by
It is finally spring I hear a neighbor cry
Springing from the sand a kite does fly
The Lord has blessed us with changing seasons
But spring is my favorite I have my reasons
Sure the Salmon come up the creek in fall
And the falling of the leaves do not bother me at all
But it is special the first blush of spring
As heading to the garden I do my thing