What Spring does to the world!


I want to know how it would be
If you did to me
What Spring does to the world,
Would it begin with a whisper?
Would I wonder if its real?
Would it be slow and gentle?
To life! As your warmth I feel?

And how I long for cool Spring days
Which few can understand
I've walked the world for forty years
With none to clasp my hand
For summer's smite and winter's bite
Seem more or less the same
And this sedentary atmosphere
Is mourning for the Spring

The mountains cover their skirts
With golden and purple heath.
Clusters of flowers will bloom
Filling with colours the dry moor.
The world goes around with new vim
After a winter cold and dim.

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