It heralded the coming Spring, it was a long, cold winter.
I felt the hope of warmer days, and flowers and new grass growing,
The ice soon melting from the lake, and little brooks soon flowing.
Excitement mounted in my mind, I knew I must get ready,
For planting time would soon be here, and new seeds I'll be spreading.
Migrating birds and butterflies, and new life all around,
Outside the world will echo all, the awesome Summer sounds.
They encourage us to carry on, when we find it hard to cope.
For we can see that just ahead, there will be brighter days,
And winter will be left behind, with all it's dreary ways.
This makes me look, with hope in Christ, to the winter of my life,
When I am tired and weary, of the trials and the strife,
That these will be the early signs, of hope and joy and peace,
And I'll anxiously await the Spring, when my life on earth will cease.
Jeannette E. Smith
April 18, 2004
