Make me like spring, God
fresh, vibrant and green
though the rains don't yet fall
renewals grace all.
Make me like spring, God
creative and free
though desolation's in sight
soft dew forms at night.
Make me like spring, God
fragrant with peace
though smog fouls some air
Make me like spring, God
and let my life glow
in a land tuned to sorrow
spring shines on tomorrow.
Make me like spring, God.
Make me like spring.
Peace,
Love Linda

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