Drip, drip, drip, drip,
The sun hits the roof,
And icicles melt,
Splashing the crocus,
Spring's on its way!
Squirrels scamper
Through gardens and trees,
Chasing each other,
Love's in the air
Spring's on its way!
Birds sing their song,
Soaring through skies,
Building their nests,
Searching for worms,
Spring's on its way!
A cloud overhead
Darkens the sky,
Snowflakes fall swiftly,
Piling up thickly,
Spring's on its way?
