TEXAS SPRINGTIME

The frost has slipped away
While the winds wave good by
Then the leaves venture this green day
And the grasses eye the sky.


The Blue Stem awakes with Canadian Wild Rye
On the banks of Bear Creek with berries in bloom
Asserting the Texas loom in fields to glorify
Grape vines in the chorus with Red Buds shyly soon.

Along Lake Buchanan shores the poppies open their eyes
To see blue skies with billowing clouds over the hills
And the hills comes alive with blue Bonnets to reach the sky
While willow and elm trees bow to nature’s will.

Man rejoices with Nature for our nation
While the Master Designer smiles for His creation.
GLAWS/06

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