As summer turns to fall

And winter snows appear,

Itís then I long for spring

The loveliest season of the year.

Winter snows are ended,

Buds appear upon the trees

And the fragrance of the flowers

Drift upon a gentle breeze.

God made the seasons for a purpose,

I love each and every one,

But winter skies are dreary

And with springtime comes the sun.

Itís a time of resurrection,

All nature praises God on high,

Unlike whatís called the human race,

And I often wonder why.

Let springtime be an example,

Give praise to God above

And let the seasons of your heart

Reflect Godís light and love.

By Lora Cox©2003

Midge's Art©2001

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