SPRING TIME AGAIN an acrostic poem by Ann Wilson

Spring is coming, she's on her way,
Peeping crocuses will brighten the day.
Robins will sing their song anew.
In fields and in our gardens too.
Nights are lighter and mornings bright
Going soon is the dark early night.

Tulips and daffodils will soon be in flower
In pretty clumps of bright regal power.
My thoughts are full of hope this Spring
Each day to us all, some joy will bring.

As the days pass, I feel more alive
Given some sun, we all will thrive.
As the season fades, making way for the new
I wish lots of luck and good health to you.
Now and forever in all that you do!