I walked with Spring along a path, Where roses took a dew-dropes bath, Where lilac's white and purple hues, Salute the day with rave reviews. I danced with Spring along the creek, Where frissky frogs played hide-and-seek, Where dogwood trees wore lacy gowns, Neath cancopies of cotton crowns. The earth stood still, my care took flight; My soul was filled with pure delight. I walked with spring where nature trod, And gaze upon the face of God. By: Nora M. Bozeman.