Written by Danielle E. Pasqua

Copyright © December 12, 2014



When Eastertide comes near

The darkness of winter will disappear

A song of birds dancing with delight

Fireflies illuminate the harshness

Of a white and frigid winter’s night


A dawning of praise waits the spring

It will be the day when all that flies sing

God sends nature from afar with his hands

That has all been well defined

Of nature so surreal and planned


A winter night will be gone I hope so

Then will come a day

When the flowers of our hearts will grow

So come on spring don’t hide

Bring your blessings with a tide

I won’t let a day of glorious weather pass me by