Sometimes when I sit alone reflecting of what the morn will bring
Will it make my heart to sing or will it be sunny as in spring
Sometimes we anticipate of what the future holds in store
But sometimes we are selfish and want so much more

I look forward to the spring and the flowers that do grow
Make me all a tremble to my tiny toes
This is when life is beautiful and fills my soul with glee
Running in the woodlands and running through the trees

Tiny little lambs born at this time of year
Loving the lovely creatures as I shed a tiny tear
Life is very beautiful and I am grateful for what I see
Please my loving friends come and share this land with me