The winds of change are blowing strong today,
The waters of love are flowing on their way,
The sun's fire is aching for a bright ray,
To lighten up the soul, unafraid of life's decay.
Sweet snowdrops, white pearl drops,
Nestling by the memorial tree.
Three flowers of pleasure, three gifts to treasure, I admire on bended knee.
Spring life ascending, through mud, pretending that winter's chills shall flee.
My visit again to the white blossoms is brief, distraught with grief, I long for Spring's eternity.
I failed to see
A flower today.
I forgot to
Look around me.
But winter’s days
Will pass away
And flowers will
Abound around me.
Page last updated: 15th Mar 2018