The wood is green
and the trees are budding
I hear birds singing
Now they are returning
It must be spring
That time of year
When the magic of nature
is everywhere
The flowers grow
and the daffs are out
It won\'t be long
Before lambing starts
I love Spring
above any season
The Green man walks by
awakening
There\'s so much life reborn anew
This cycle of beauty
Shining through
The wood is green
The fields are too
Spring is coming
Full of hope