Blue Hyacinths

It’s a wonderful day my sweetheart
Much more beautiful though it might be
If we weren’t so cruelly set apart
For the reason that I cannot see 
The sun beats down making patches of snow
Turn black and the roads are dry
I put on my leather boots to go 
And dark glasses to hide my eyes
The pussy willow's in bloom; this means
That winter is fading away 
I look at your blue hyacinths 
They are spreading their petals today.
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