And in the dreariness <br />Just before spring <br />There comes a tiding <br />That heaven brings <br />A scent of fresh green <br />Mingled with a warm wind <br />A hint of flowers unseen <br />Beneath the warming earth <br />And as winter clutches <br />And grasps its last <br />Spring enters from the south <br />And stands steadfast<br /><br />Ivy Schex<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-coming-spring/
