By The Marquise de Chambrun
When gilded head of crocus breaks the earth
And blossoms tremble on the almond tree
The sun is warmer on my aging back
And memories come crowding in to me.
The dragging winter months have lasted long
And chill has kept me prisoned to my hearth
My senses dulled by many months disuse
But suddenly it's spring again!
With eagerness I daily search them out;
Remembered signs and joys returned--
The first dark hidden violet,
The bursting gold of daffodil,
The early song of finch upon the bough,
The scarlet flash of cardinal,
And I am young again
I find a sudden spring.
Love you dear! Happy Birthday and may you have many more springs to enjoy!