Thursday, February 26, 2009

To My Mother

As new day dawns the darkness fades,
And the world's discovered in brillant shades,
The dewdrops on spider's web are glistening,
And we to thrush's song are listening,
Nocturnal creatures go to rest,
And new spring flowers look their best,
The air grows warm as the days grow longer,
And the feeling of hope grows ever stronger.

1 comment:

Cindi said...

Thank you, I am humbled. Your Mother