Promise of Spring

 

 

PROMISE OF SPRING

 

 

Promise of Spring

 

The sky is dark and sullen

The trees look so forlorn

The days are short, a chill sets in

A winter day is born.

 

I yearn for spring so long ago

A day spent in the park

Among the blooming daffodil

The wren and meadowlark.

 

I long for gentle days of rain

A warm breeze in the air

The fragrance of a lilac tree

A day so ever fair.

 

Beneath the dead decaying leaves

A bud does wait anew

To reach its arms up to the sky

When winter days are through.

 

Beyond the bitter winds that blow

A breeze awaits to greet

To bring in sun-kissed goldenrod

And tender grass so sweet.

 

Just as the winter fades away

To this one hope I cling

Our God who brings the winter wind

Will surely bring the spring.

 

Author/Written By:

Marilyn Ferguson

© 2006

 

 

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Music:

Colors of the Wind

 

 

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