WAITING

Spring, come back to me again,
don't leave me in the frost,
all freezing and snow-tossed.

Spring, come back to me again,
carry me under your wing,
with summer songs to sing.

Spring, come back to me again,
let sun rays gild my heart.
This time, please don't part.

Spring, come back to me again,
on my cheek plant your kiss
of lavender flower bliss.


December 17, 2001

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