The snow is melting quickly now,
The joy of spring draws near;
The sun shines from the clear blue sky,
Now winters end is here.
The crocus shows it's budding head,
All swiftly growing on;
New growth speeding forth ahead,
The freeze now having gone.
The seasons change and come and go,
Summer follows spring;
Soon we'll see the blossoms show,
And birds upon the wing.
The musky scent of life once more,
Fills the air again;
A time for praise
