As I walked along the street today
My heart began to sing
For I passed a mass of daffodils
And I felt the joy of Spring.
I marveled at the colours
Of the blossom everywhere
And it filled my heart with joy
To see the trees no longer bare.
Then I thought of all the animals
And no more my heart could sing
And I ached for all the millions
Who will never know a Spring.
I thought of pigs in factory farms
In squalid filthy pens
And I thought of spider-ridden sheds
Stacked up with battery hens.
They'll never feel a ray of sun,
Their hearts will never sing.
Locked away from life and beauty
They will never know a spring.