For New Life We Thirst
Oh, beautiful, longed for, season of Spring
Giving us treasures fit for a king,
Offering to Heaven notes the birds sing
In flight as they conquer life on the wing.
Come Daffodils, Crocus, show us your bloom
Lift arms of Glory to God from your womb.
Bright colors your arsenal against Winter's gloom,
Filling bouquets for the bride and the groom.
Miracle of blessings, up from the deep
Yawning and stretching awake from your sleep
Promise of advent with gifts we will reap,
Memories of beauty forever to keep.
Poking their heads through snow-covered sod
Flowers sacrifice all... this present from God,
To offer us hope, they yield to His nod,
No matter how early, no matter how odd.
Fever of Spring, give warmth to the cold,
Son of the morning melt ice from its hold
On hearts, on lives, on doubts in your fold;
With mercy and grace more precious than gold.
Showers of raindrops grow green the grass,
Droplets of dew shine leaf as if glass,
Young chap's heart turns longing to lass
Boasting with swagger, talking with sass.
Winter gave us his measure of life at its worst,
His hold on it feeble; death now be ye cursed
By prayers sent to Heaven... for new life we thirst
And Spring is now here! The buds have all burst!
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