The Redbuds


Often times in early spring

I travel down these mountain roads

The smell of spring consumes my being

The greening trees make spirits soar

A certain road I often travel

Not far from my home, I’ll take you there

A few short days come every year

As the universe unveils its care

The road is clear, the sun is bright

You must go there to see this sight

Up ahead , I see its splendor

The redbuds sing a song of vigor

A feeling wakes inside me strong 

The streams are flowing, the snow is gone

The bright fuschia of the flowers

Reaches deep and grabs my soul

I do believe in my heart

There are few sights that compare

The horns have sounded, the drums have played

The birth of spring is on its way.

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One thought on “The Redbuds

  1. LOVE LOVE LOVE this!!!
    I saw redbuds blooming in Albuquerque of all places, a few weeks ago. The climate up here in New England is not good for them, but there are a few around that always remind me of WV. I love the heart-shaped leaves almost as much as the flowers.

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