Spring Time Light​
by Robert Patinson​

At last the mornings welcome light​
has drawn the darkness from the night,​
and growing days give time and heat​
for nature's bounty to repeat.​
The trees sing out in chorus lines​
words which blossoms redefine,​
these garlands in the trees reveal​
the land can now revive and heal.​
All creatures feel the warming hand ​
of sun beams scattered on the land​

as battered grass begins to grow,​
released once more the rivers flow.​