Spring Time
The flowers have just begun to bloom, the shoots begun to bud
The badger has made his new den, in a corner of the wood
The swallows have returned to us, and the cuckoo has come too
The clouds, they are dispersing, and the sky is getting blue
The grass is getting greener, and has just started to grow
The birds have started building, in the shrubbery and hedgerow
The veg it has been planted, and soon it will have grown
Our lawns have just awoken, and are ready now for mown
The fields are full of new life, of calves and lambs and foals
There are rabbits, hares and foxes, field mice and tiny moles
The evenings are getting longer, the mornings getting bright
The moon is looking bigger, and is throwing out more light
The bees and bats and butterflies, are zooming through the air
The birds are singing in the trees, there is beauty everywhere
The primroses are out in force, the winter’s frost they did survive
Spring times is upon us, and it is so good to be alive
Peter Costello