This Morning

 This morning 

This morning’s delicious 

The sun’s beaming down

From a blue sky in April 

For the winter is over

The summer seems nigh. 

Our spirits are lifted

Hearts ascend higher

Than the tall chapel spire

In Ladys fair Island

By the  beautiful lake

Home to the migrants 

Winging their way

From sunnier climes. 

A spirit brimming over 

Believing and praying 

A dark winter has ended

A better time looming

When parents and children

File down to the beaches

That haven’t seen footprints

Since the summer had ended. 

The world is returning 

To a place that is changing

But laughter and cheer

Are always remaining