It's April and once more I see
New leaf and bud on greening tree,
The flowers rising from the sod
And opening petaled eyes to God;
Again, the earth is sparkling clean
And dressed in Springtime's apple-green.
It's April and once more I hear
The robin's trill so sweet and clear,
The brooks' and streamlets' merry song
A freed from ice they roll along;
Again, young bleating lambs at play
Are heard in meadows 'cross the way.
It's April and once more I know
The warmth that comes from Springtime's glow,
The hope that's in my heart reborn
With every shining April morn;
Again, I know God's promise true...
To all thing He gives life anew!
~ Beverly J. Anderson
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