Each Spring

By Vi B. Chevalier

When Spring arrives and blossoms burst

With brilliant, breathless charm,

When baby chicks and piglets, too,

Arrive on Grandpa’s farm,

When busy bees and butterflies

Glide by with quiet grace

And robins search with halting hops

For worms, from place to place,

When sunshine filters through the trees

and spreads across the land,

And yellow warblers sing their song,

So sweet and oh, so grand,

When once again warm breezes stir

And skies are azure blue,

My quickened heart gives thanks to God,

The world is born anew!

And as I view His handiwork

For one and all to see,

I’m deeply grateful for God’s love

And awesome majesty.

Submitted By Joan Cobb, Nashville