Gentle Spring by Carol G Oliver





 

God's gentle spring fills the air, 
The little birds bow their heads in prayer.
The flowers start to bloom and stand erect,
To show the world that they are perfect.
 
There is still a hint of winters clinging frost,
Old man Sun comes charging in and it is lost.
Now the clouds bring soothing showers,
In order to caress the beautiful flowers.
 
This is the time of year I love the most,
And would love to travel coast to coast.
Life seems to blossom small and large,
Mother Nature is truly in charge.
 
This is when God's radiant beauty shines,
He makes no secret of his designs.
We can rely upon the fact it will come each year.
That is the Lord's way of knowing He is near.

© Carol G Oliver