Spring Time Magic

A lonely train rolls along it's endless tracks Spring rain patters against the window's glass The stirrings of magical elements come alive Too bring in the first signs of dawns new light The spirits of the Fae still out at play Dancing in this spring rain, from puddle to puddle The atmosphere of spring is such a magical delight It whispers in its winds of new hope to hope for Of new dreams to dream for. A new life to live for The spring rains wash away past pains And it sparks new life into these old bones of mine Even as I sit here listening to it's rain Waiting for the sun to come to bring a new day BY Marcellus Wilinski