A bird sang a song for me today
Telling me Spring was on the way.
I’m sitting here thinking of Springs of the past;
Days gone by so quickly only memories last.
Baby calves and lambs in the lot.
A new puppy playing with tiny tot.
A little girl crying because puppy took her boot.
A baby laughing because grass tickled his foot.
A little boy learning how to climb;
Then searching for him time after time.
Little boys playing with tractors in the dirt.
Little girls playing dress-up with Mommy’s skirt.
God gave me these memories of the past
And grandkids to help these memories last.
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