The years at spring
And days at the morn;
Mornings at seven;
The hill sidess dew-pearled;
The larks on the wing;
The snails on the thorn;
Gods in his heaven -
Alls right with the world!
We have to go through Winter, To get to Spring.
Through the River to the Other Side. God IS WITH US.
HAPPY SPRING SEASON
Spring is the Period
Express from God.
Among the other seasons
But during March and April
None stir abroad
Without a cordial interview
When the April wind wakes the call for the soil,
I hold the plough as my only hold upon the earth, and,
as I follow through the fresh and fragrant furrow,
I am planted with every foot-step, growing, budding,
blooming into a spirit of spring
Hail in the Spring, a start of new beginnings.
Creativity awe-inspiring gives a reason to be living.
Plant life showing life anew, a wonder to be found.
New born lambs playing in the fields, birds nesting all around
People enjoying the sun and the warmth, feeling good to be alive.
Spring gives a purpose to our lives, a touch of Paradise.
Summer is beautiful for Rainy,
Rainy is beautiful for Autumn,
Autumn is beautiful for Winter,
Winter is beautiful for SPRING,
Spring is beautiful for all,
Becoz it is the queen of all season.