There is a mildness in the air ~
A softness in the soil;
And there is less of weariness
In struggle and in toil.
The sun is somewhat warmer now ~
The sky a brighter blue;
And something seems to tell the heart
That life is fresh and new.
It must be time for spring again ~
And time to look around;
For greener grass and flowers fair
To decorate the ground.
The snow and ice have disappeared
Where now the rivers flow;
And fertile fields are stirring in
Their eagerness to grow.
The soul is filled with faith and hope
And joy in everything;
It must be time to live again
I must be really spring.
~ James J. Metcalfe