Evey Year That Passes Poem by Paul Reed

In every year that passes
You add one to your age,
But Spring brings a fresh renewal
And the Winter’s scars assuage;
It lightens up the sombre skies
Puts energy into the bud,
Warms the chilly meadow
And cakes the squelching mud;
Makes the promising woodland path
Befriends the lonely hills,
Brightens the roadside verge
With thronging daffodils;
Scorns older steps that shorten
Brings the leaping new-born lamb,
Freshly cascades the rushing rivers
That strain against the dam;
Conducts the cheery birdsong
And bids them make their nests
With twigs that have been prised away
At the gnarly boughs bequest;
Chases away the driving rains
That fragile panes bespattered,
Gently rocks the daisies heads
Settles the blown leaves scattered;
Spring puts hope into sobbing hearts
Displaces the frost with dew,
Spring defies the aging process
By bringing us life anew.