Wild roses bloom in May <br />When trees are freshly green <br />And everything is bright and clean <br />In a new-made world’s first day. <br /> <br />Cold winter now is far away, <br />It seems a distant dream <br />That somehow was not meant to stay <br />And faded from the scene. <br /> <br />Cast off your cares, come let us play <br />Discarding dull routine, <br />We’ll dance a jig upon the green — <br />Sweet spring has come today, <br />And I’m the king of the Milky Way <br />And you shall be my queen.<br /><br />Pete Crowther<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/hymn-to-spring/
