Spring? O where, O where art thou lovely spring.
There are willows and maples to bud.
There are birds to return, but how soon?
Spring? O where, O where art thou lovely spring.
Winter winds still blow. Snow and ice are found
In places where the bbq and bike stand frozen still and waiting.
Spring? O where, O where art thou lovely spring.
Wow, feels real, like I am really walking thru it, wonder why ?