It’s Spring
The daisies bloom in fields
The bluebirds sing in trees
The streams murmur happily
The world is renewed
But my heart is in a desolate winter
because you are gone from me.
Bob Boyd
It’s Spring
The daisies bloom in fields
The bluebirds sing in trees
The streams murmur happily
The world is renewed
But my heart is in a desolate winter
because you are gone from me.
Bob Boyd