Poems (Grossman)/Spring

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4642112Poems — SpringEthel B. Grossman
SPRING
Sweet Spring is here
With all its cheer;
Bird on its wings
To Nature sings
Sweet lullabies,
Reaching the skies.

A magic wand
Crosses the land!
Snows disappear,
Flowers their heads rear.

Sunbeams like gold,
Blossoms unfold,
Wind heaves a sigh,
Cools the blue sky.

Hearts that were sad
Now are made glad,—
Happy and light,
Bound with delight.

Sweet Spring is here,
Bringing good cheer.

April, 1914.