Once upon a Spring day, The environment was such a beautiful sight With the sky so blue and clouds puffy white, The sun casting lustrous rays upon the lane Telling us it is Springtime at its height.
Once upon a Spring day, It was like a beauty fair Of being born anew, The splendor of this time of year When vegetation is succulent and new.
Once upon a Spring day, When the trees brought forth their leaves - The patter of raindrops brought delight untold, The warm breeze that soothed you through, The thrill of pleasant weather began to unfold.
Once upon a Spring day, The brook flowed freely through the forest, Vast amounts of dandelion overwhelmed the hills, Smiles and grins appeared on many faces, Only because it is Springtime with all its thrills.
There is a word Which bears a sword Can pierce an armed man— It hurls its barbed syllables And is mute again— But where it fell The saved will tell On patriotic day, Some epauletted Brother Gave his breath away.
Wherever runs the breathless sun— Wherever roams the day— There is its noiseless onset— There is its victory! Behold the keenest marksman! The most accomplished shot! Time's sublimest target Is a soul "forgot!"