A Wish for Spring
All the long and lonely winter, hearts
beckon with wishes for Spring.
Chilled beneath a blanket of snow,
deep dark and cold,
echoes of a robin's warble and
fleeting dreams of hazy mornings
grip my memories where
hammocks slowly swing
in a shaded grove.
Just as promised when Autumn fell, I
kept a wish locked lost and
lazy in the mist where daydreams dwell, so
many days left waiting since
November locked
October's door.
Persistent as a
quest that's sating,
reveling in the season's rains,
spring slips sultry, summer's sister
teases us with earth's refrain.
Underneath ice coated boughs the
very last of
winter falls like a tickled
xylophone, until the
yellow suns of Summer strike a
zenith in June.
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