wint'swords

wint'swords: Longings! I am longing for the warm sun to shine,... : Longings! I am longing for the warm sun to shine, bringing warmth to these old bones of mine, and to hear the first robin sing, it...

Longings! I am longing for the warm sun to shine, bringing warmth to these old bones of mine, and to hear the first robin sing, it's spring, it's spring!                                                      I long to see the wild flowers bloom,                                                      to go old to the beaver dam,                                                     and see the jet planes zoom.                                                   ...