The leafless trees stand shivering,

For March winds still are cold;

But yellow jasmines wave their plumes,

And daffodils unfold.

Two robins hop across the lawn,

Then fly from tree to tree,

Deciding where to build their nest

And raise a family.

The cold, gray sky and naked trees

Can’t make the day seem drear,

For God has sent the signs of spring

To cheer us every year.