Now That Winter's Gone

We hike through the hills on a sunny day
The breeze has driven the clouds away
Now that winter’s gone.

We ask our friends to come along
Our hearts burst forth with a favorite song
Now that winter’s gone.

The hills are still barren, the grass not yet green
As Spring has not yet arrived on the scene.
The trees are beginning to take on some shape
As slowly from their long hibernation they wake.
The birds are returning to where they belong
And soon will be building nests for their young
Now that winter’s gone.

Gone is the grayness of winter’s cold song
Here to stay is a warmth all day long
Now that winters gone
Now that winter’s gone.