The Old County Store - A poem by Ed Blair

My Heart Grows Young Again

When the lark's sweet song in the Spring I hear
My heart grows young again;
When the sweet buds burst that I love so dear,
My heart grows young again;
When the sweet sunlight searches everywhere
And the cobwebs fly in the balmy air,
How they drive away all the gloom and despair,
For my heart grows young again.

When the brooklet flows with a merry song,
My heart grows young again;
Over the rocks as it glides along
My heart grows young again;
When the bobwhite whistles his glad delight
In the wooded glen from morn till night,
How the tangled thoughts of my mind get right,
For my heart grows young again,

When the old plowshare turns the mellow ground,
My heart grows young again;
When the click of the planters again resound,
My heart grows young again;
For they lift me up from my daily care,
And my eyes see the sunlight everywhere
And my soul is closed to gloom and despair,
For my heart grows young again.

^__Ed Blair.