18

One day a long time ago

I watched a brown tree grow and

I never felt as alive

I never felt as alive than

When watched I children go

blueinkstained hands and paper bags

as went they to learn

fill the schools

empty mother's arms

many days I passed that year

many nights were starlit as the fear

that clutched at dreaming heart

fell away in lover's arms

fell away in loving arms

so sing of spring don't lose your way

for the fall

the end of days is near

but stay

try

trust in love

hope

the light will hold you up though

Darkness is a bitter pill but

blinding blackness holds no chill

for we are more than fading green

we will grow till birth of spring again