When winter has passed on
Spring will then soon arrive
When the snows have melted
Our hills will start to come alive

The birds will be out looking
For a mate to share a nest
Bees to start making honey
From clover makes the best

In my garden I will then see
Roses of an unbelievable hue
Seen in the early morning hours
All covered with a sparkling dew

Rising from the shackles of winter
Springtime will rise into its luster
Plants of magnificent colors grow
Brilliance only God could muster