His Gift to Bestow by Gus D. Cadle

The song of the birds brings me to tears, You've come back! Welcome back! The promise of Spring is here!

'Fore flow'r and fruit begin to bloom, the snow will melt to whet, Your earthly womb becomes a tomb, new life from it beget!

The sun brings the flow'r on behalf of the Father whose Son was sent to sow, The seed yielding fruit once planted took root, everlasting life his gift to bestow!