Springtime is a season of hope and joy and cheer
There’s beauty all around us to see and touch and hear,
So no matter how downhearted and discouraged we may be,
New hope is born when we behold leaves budding on a tree
Or when we see a timid flower push through the frozen sod
And open wide in glad surprise its petaled eyes to God…
For this is just God saying,
“Lift up your eyes to me, And the bleakness of your spirit,
like the budding springtime trees,
Will lose its wintry darkness and your heavy heart will sing.”
For God never send the winter without the joy of spring.
Helen Steiner Rice
from
A Collection of Comfort
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