WAITING FOR SPRING!
The March wind blows,
blows hard from the West,
and the sun shines bright,
yes, bright through the old pine,
that stands tall before me.
As this cold wind blows,
it may be bring a little snow,
the last snow before Spring.
I am hoping, and waiting,
for it to come soon,
so I can hear the sparrows sing,
also hear my favorite bird;
the first robin to return,
and sit on the wires,
and sing, sing, sing,
cheer up, it’s Spring, Spring, Spring!
~Winston Gerald Staples
