Winter days, Oh how they linger
Drawing cold into my bones
Dreary days continue onward
Leaving me to cope alone
Where’s the springtime surely promised?
Where’re the sweetly singing birds?
Where’s the comfort of the sunshine?
I cannot write another word!
Until I see some flowers blooming
Bringing me out from the gloom
I’ll take a picture of tomorrow
Bidding it to fill my room
Springtime, please come quickly
I can almost smell you now
Roses blooming! What a fragrance!
Lilacs on a swaying bough
With winter’s doldrums setting in
What am I to do?
I’ll make a tea and get a book
Or write a poem or two!
Poem from the Lord as given to Nancy Young on 1/8/2018
Joy Cometh In The Morning 