It’s just a little promise now,
The sweet rebirth of Spring.It happens this time every year
And seems a humdrum thing.
We take for granted all it means,
New life from winter’s death,
The cold gives way to life reborn
Warmed by heaven’s sweet breath.
But the promise of life reborn
As witnessed by the Spring
Is just the preamble to what
The Lord of Life will bring.
So do not look with jaundiced eye
Upon Springtime’s rebirth,
For there is even more to come
To those born first of earth!
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