Baroness of Grace, Spring Is Here Again

Baroness of grace with a rose in your hair you walked in beauty like the light of day your delicate perfume was springtime air it scented every corner, of your sway The newborn flowers strewn across your stare hungered for the spade of a gardeners way back in the day when you lived with the Baron you bloomed each August like the Rose of Sharon But now he has gone to a far away place where angels are holding him close to their wing As violets bloom where once he did trace, his lips to the touch of your gold signet ring you hunger for kisses to cover your face but your young youthful lover no longer sings He's flown up in heaven where angel's adore and spring lasts forever beyond heaven's door Springtime is here and it carries no strife perhaps you can find a new love of your own He's gone to the angels it cuts like a knife, adolescent love blown away from your home The roses are blooming again bringing life to a young Baroness with no need to atone Baroness of grace with that rose in your heart, spring is calling, now you must do your part. Feb. 18, 2021