Hurry spring for I can't wait
I hope this year you won't be late
I'm tired of cold and tired of snow
Wrapped up tight where ever I go.

I dream of summer and the warm sunshine
That kind of weather is truly mine
Nights are short and days are long
Small birds singing their happy song.

Flowers blooming all around
No snow or ice cycles can be found
But God has his very own reason
For giving us each and every season.

So I'll try not complain take one day at a time
Be thankful for each because they are mine
So I send this card today to you
As I send happy greetings and lots of love too.

 

©Ginny Bryant
Journey Of Love