Springtime

[GDavid]

That March wind a blowin'
Causes this cowboy to grow cold.
But in the air is a feelin'
Something special is on hold.
My old Paint seems younger
as he trots instead of walks.
It kinda gives a hunger
For the spring time in my thoughts.
A time when all of nature
Is bustin' into view.
Like a brand new mother
Showin' all what's new.
We made it through the Winter,
And that gives us pride.
The Paint and I both know
It's great to be alive.