Here comes a little lyric about spring. The spring takes time also here unfortunately. It's not here. Maybe helps now my post that spring comes finally. (It's a dream, I know. :o))
It's Spring
Winnifred J. Mott
Good-bye, snow! Good-bye, ice! Though of course you're very nice, I am glad you've gone away Leaving us this fine spring day.
Here's my good old bat and ball! Marbles, too! How are you all? I am sure that I can play With you now, 'most any day.
Good-bye, winter! Though it's true I've had lots of fun with you, Now I just could shout and sing; I'm so glad because it's spring!