Spring

Send us Fan MailSpringShe was dressed in moonlight, swathed in stars and walked across the garden cold, For Spring she wore and spring she was, robed in April and early morning gold, and though the frost was deep, the stars bright, and the first calls of life did sing, winter turned again towards the east, and snow with ice he promised to bring, but the wind whispered, the flowers nodded, the river chuckled, and the sky grew brighter still, so winter grumbled in thunder across the heavens above, the clouds gathered, pressed and stormed in rain, hailand lightening shrill,for winter, his time had come to depart and sleep long and deep beside the earth, in shadows, lateto leave the springwith the forget-me-not of his love to keep. [email protected]