Glory be to God for Springtime;
For skies that oust grey winter cloud.
For daffodils that flood the earth with gold;
For the return of sweet perfumed blossom.
For lengthening days and strengthening sun;
For enkindling warmth upon winter-tired skin.
For the sweet sounding birdsong from treetops;
And extravagance of colour in gardens and fields.
For heady perfumed bluebells in woodland glades;
Spring lambs frolicking in sweet meadows.
For the cuckoo proudly calling his intention;
Gentle warming breezes, and refreshing rain.
For the sweet smell of new mown grass;
For the taste of spring fruits and vegetables.
For Eastertide and all that speaks of resurrection,
New life in our world, and hope for the future.
Glory be for Spring
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