Oh, Winter's cloak will soon be shed
It's piercing winds are soon to go
And seeds that deep below have led
Emerge from out the melting snow
Appearing from their cosy holes
More Hobbits dare to step outside
Along then garden path they stroll
Where slender stalks now grow beside
The sun it casts its warming hand
And gentle spring time showers fall
To water plants to help them stand
The flowers now are growing tall
Once empty lawns, now full of noise
A hustle, bustle on the green
Amongst the plants are children's toys
And all around more folk are seen
The flower buds begin to spread
As nature takes its wonderous course
With daisies, bluebells, roses red
Their vibrant petals bursting forth
The garden now is full in bloom
With flowers, Hobbits side by side
Such coloured days, not winter gloom
A precious time to sit outside
A mother, sitting carefully
She watches children from her chair
She smiles, and knows there's soon to be
Another child playing there
From out of Winter's shroud comes light
As flowers with each spring appear
The Shire reborn and bought to life
It lives and breathes with each new year
A garden's not a patch of earth
Its flowers make it truly grand
And so it is, with each new birth
That Hobbits bring to life this land
