Three "Thoughts
of Spring" by Joan Adams
Burchell
(copyright)
Spring Revisited
The morning sun is smiling down
and bids me look around
To see what miracles there are,
just waiting to be found.
Yesterday, where only tiny
shoots of green did doze,
Today, are jewelled crocuses,
in their most-promising pose.
While tulips, hyacinths, daffodils
still slumber in their bed,
The crocus, I think, is the surest sign
of spring revisited.
Joy and Spring
Joy, the sunshine of the mind
Lightening hearts of all mankind.
Joy is spring opening the door;
Nature's fountain of life, and more.
Joy is comfort, hope and cheer
Ushered in at the spring of the year.
Spring awakens and life proceeds;
Gladness blossoms without the weeds.
Spring, when gloom is left behind;
Joy, the sunshine of the mind.
That Spring Feeling
Whenever I see a chickadee,
he always makes me smile.
Whenever I hear the goldfinch sing,
things are all worthwhile.
Whenever I feel the warmth of the sun,
I know it is smiling on me.
Whenever I touch spring's tiny buds,
I know they'll soon be free.
Whenever I smell the air in spring,
after gentle showers,
I know that whenever the time is right
I'll see God's gift of flowers.
