That Pretty Spring I’M Waiting For

Spring usually comes Laughing and smiling At the same time, It comes laughing to her And it comes smiling to me, Spring walks among flowers And roses to touch their Pretty heads with its magic hand, It greets and it salutes Everyone and everything in its way, It comes near the preety creeks And the running rivers here and there, The Spring I’m waiting for Is still hiding in the heart of My love because it is different, I have a pretty image of it, but It’s still in its bed, My Spring is pretty like stars Because it will come lovely And sweet anytime and anywhere, When that pretty Spring comes, then Our hearts will beat up and Out blood will get warmer, It’s the Spring of love that Scans all nature’s pretty images To make them one wonderful image.