He is my Spring

Like the rain upon sun beaten earth
He drowned my soul with hope and glee
Where barren lands once did reside
Wild flowers can now run free

Like the wind that carries a seed of hope
Into lands where life has past away
Where the sun now stretches forth its beams
And nourishment from its ray

Where the bloom does show itself in spring
And the warmth does fill the air
Mother Nature awakens and wipes her eyes
Then sheds the burden of winter’s wear

Like the chirp of birds now singing
Come to nest once more this year
Their song is that of laughter
What a pleasant sound to hear

He is all these things to me
A season of hope and spring
Where he wanders, so does heaven
And new beginnings he does bring

My life was like a winter long
Bitter cold and ashen gray
Until he graced me with his love
And the precious buds of May

…He is my spring.