The ice recedes, the old snow melts
the flowers soon appear.
In the little pond the ducks return
and taunt the barking dog.

The yard’s a mess, the scars of winter
mar the family lawn.
Yet the sun’s warmth and the peeping frogs
foretell spring’s coming dawn.

The rolling toll of distant bells
proclaim that Lent is done.
The Risen Lord revealed today
that victory is won.