Spring Dances O'Er the Fields

Spring Dances O’er The Fields All dressed in her yellow gown, Petalled cape and duckling down, Spring dances o’er the fields And dances through the town. Then she whispers to the honey bees, That Summer’s stirring through the trees Who tell the birds in budding leaves, Who sing it to the woodland breeze. Now Summer dressed in petalled gown, With sunny smile and golden crown Dances o’er the fields And dances though the town Barry Stebbings 02/19/19