Springtime in the South

March 19, 2015

Springtime in the South

All the white flowers (oh! so sweet!)

Are blooming again near patchy concrete:

The azalea bush with delicate scent

To Aunt’s hard work gives testament.

The dogwood flow’rets shyly nod

And testify of their great God.

The Irises mild, majestic, straight,

A quiet wisdom emanate.

The briars even, preparing to bear,

Their impish blossoms smiling share.

‘Though gard’ner’s tools aren’t occupied

These plants still cheer the countryside.

A sweeter spring I can’t recall,

(At least not since the days of Fall! :)).

My senses stir, my heart thinks much

As I take note of God’s kind touch.

It’s everywhere! On every tree,

On every bush, all ‘round me!

I love this time when things spring new

With mild temps and pleasant dew!

Right now I’d rather nowhere be

Than in the South in time of Spring!