'Yay! ' Spring Is Here. Again! Poem by Bryan Taplits

My watch is set and diligently wound
The air is broad and sweet,
I wonder on this day of youth
Just who it is I'll meet?
The winter's gusts are cold no more
The snow a melted past,
The grass turns green, the sun's a beam
I just hope my hopes will last.
And then the morning turns and lies-
And its repose calms like a green glen,
This day turns long, the birds warble songs:
I sniff the fragrance: 'Spring again! '
And even if Winter returns next year
I'll never have a fear,
For though Winter treads assail me once more-
Spring will follow it again that next year.