Springtime Dreams
For dreams of the colors of the ten thousand blossoms, of the return of warmth and all the shades of green, let us give thanks.
For the dreams of landscapes billowing with new grasses and trees soft with new leaves, of nests bulging with hungry birds and rabbits and fawns, and hillsides where colts play and calves and lambs graze, for all these springtime dreams, let us give thanks.
For dreams of swallowtails fluttering through white lilacs, and of tree boughs laden with oriels and blossoms, of the light stretching longer and longer across the hours, and of breezes filled with songs where there was only silence, let us give thanks.
For hopes met, promises kept, and all our best dreams come true, let us give thanks. Let us lift up our glad faces and give thanks and give thanks and give thanks.

