a plea for spring

my mind is turned to darker things
when all around old winter sings
he should have long been fast asleep
yet on he rages cold and deep

spring is lost in winters hold
and all around we feel the cold
grey the sky and white the ground
which should have long ago been crowned
in crocuses and daffodils
with sunshine on my window sills

i long to put my hands in earth
to plant the seeds and see their birth
to watch the gardens life break through
to bask in sunshine, stand in dew

to walk along the forest floor
all those places to explore
moss on ground and tree alike
o how i long to take a hike

dark is my mood on days like this
and sad my heart, when spring i miss
black i wear to mourn her loss
all the night i turn and toss

i don't know what could lift my heart
when winter still just will not part
everyday that snow remains
spring has lost and winter gained

a day, then two, now four, then ten
when will i feel the sun again?

on my deck i long to be,
the sunshine falling down on me
a cup of coffee in my hand
with children playing in the sand

spring please come, please here my plea
and set things right as they should be
knock old winter off his seat
and let us feel your wondrous heat

bring new life, bring new hope
help us all to learn to cope
in this our time of desperate need
spring please come ~ and with all speed