Poems (Hoffman)/Spring

by Martha Lavinia Hoffman

For works with similar titles, see Spring.

SPRING.

Awake, for earth is waking,Sing, for all nature sings;The year's bright morning breakingCalls to all living things.

Trees, flowers and birds, 'tis dawningA daybreak bright and glad;Arouse sad hearts, 'tis morning,Why should a soul be sad?

The clouds their white robes trailingThrough seas of blue are borne;The winds have hushed their wailing,The skies have ceased to mourn.

And only tears of gladnessO'erflow heaven's starry eyes;And smiles undimmed with sadnessLight up the perfect skies.