Endings

When the nights are done And we see the sun A new day dawns With hope for some When the fairies of spring With warm breath breathe The snow from the winters Will leave their freeze When the bellies of clouds Can hold no more They spread their rains To wash earths shores When the grub that lived Leaves its cocoon On the flight of wings Will play till noon When the days are done And we lay us down The stars will twinkle In the moons playground When the ends that come Make it hard to see There is something new To set us free.