A Hint of Green....

 We are well on the way to this...

...and this

...and this

A hint of green tints somber hill

The dale, long bare and brown

Begins a hallelujah trill

To warm-welcome spring’s crown

We know not what a day contains

But we know this one thing

As long, God, said, as earth remains

Winter will yield to spring

The moan and groan of gale will pale

For in the undertows

That toss tall trees and rend earth’s veil

Time’s grail pours out a rose

We, bundled against winter’s ways

Where we shivered so long

Are all choristers now, we raise

Spring’s hallelujah song

…and forgive every fretting hour

That nearly wore us thin

Where every breeze is primed with flow’r

And every mouth with grin

A hint of green tints dream-rich days

The barren dale and hills

Begin spring’s hallelujah praise

That only summer stills

© Janet Martin