When
blue
bird's
songs
are
calling
With
spring
winds so
enthralling
When all
is new
and
wondrous
Such
beauty
is so
thunderous
For
hearts
are gay
with
reason
As trees
burst in
new
season
With
flowers
softly
swaying
Just
like
they all
are
praying
We
welcome
all this
glory
In every
spring
time
story
With
Easter
baskets
flowing
It's
love
that God
is
showing.
Poetry used with permission copyright Francine Pucillo |