At 5 am, I step out my door
To be greeted by the warm rains of spring
Fingers of wind caress my skin
How we have longed for your glorious resurrection
The willows dance and whisper
The backyard Murder and I, eavesdrop on hushed secrets
"She's coming." the willows sway
Our eyes scan the skyline, alert for signs
"She's coming." the willows sway
Our eyes scan the skyline, alert for signs
How we have longed for your glorious return
The heady scent of you fills the air
The cadency of blood's flow quickens
We quiver in anticipation
For the warm touch that loosens winter's grasp
O Lovely Spring!
How we have longed for your glorious resurrection
O Lovely Spring!
How we have longed for your glorious resurrection
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