Around this snowy bend
| 23 Apr 2018 | 12:02
Spring snowdrop flowers with snow in the forest
I hear the song of summer
Around this snowy bend,
Where the cold wind will stop blowing
And the sunshine will not end.
A rainbow splash of color
Will paint the blinding white
And the echo of woodland whispers
Will fill the gentle night.
The soft and tender mercies
Will take us under wing,
If we can just survive this season
That winter has named spring!
Barbara Lea Sauvé, Sussex NJ