Ah, lovely springtime bright and fair
Birds are singing everywhere
Trees are green and flowers blooming
And sweet perfume fills the air.
Winter's over, springtime is here
Days begin so crisp and clear
Everything seems so fresh and new
Makes you feel so glad you're here.
Take time to thank the Lord each day
As you go along your way
For all the blessings you enjoy
Sent each day in great array.
The lovely sights that we behold
They cannot be bought or sold
They are free gifts from our dear Lord
Precious as the finest gold.
Margaret M. Adams 3-24-04