"The Wind's Promise"
The frigid air moves
pushed by the graceful spring wind,
Singing pleasantly
The frigid air moves
pushed by the graceful spring wind,
Singing pleasantly
"Yet to Bloom"
The frigid air impedes me
As I shiver with the fear
That I will freeze
Before I bloom.
But hope persists
In the song of the birds
That dance about the
Blue sky that
Environs us all.
And so I endure
This cruel, dark
Winter before
Spring arrives.
Soon, one day
My beauty will
Reveal itself for
All to see.
The frigid air impedes me
As I shiver with the fear
That I will freeze
Before I bloom.
But hope persists
In the song of the birds
That dance about the
Blue sky that
Environs us all.
And so I endure
This cruel, dark
Winter before
Spring arrives.
Soon, one day
My beauty will
Reveal itself for
All to see.
