Just say it isn’t so
Didn’t you say in bleak November,
Push it down in mid December
Will I see another spring?


Will I wake to daffodils,
Will I hear red robin’s trills,
Or will I quietly fade away,
Will I see another spring?


Will redbuds lighten my heavy heart,
Will colts dance with meadow larks,
Will I walk through gardens bright
Will I see another spring?


Will I inhale the dew fresh air,
Will Texas bluebonnets coat my "where?"
Will stores fill with pastels and plisse,
Will I see another spring?


The clock turned with deliberate speed,
Snow came and went on winter’s steed,
And I walk through clover to my knees,
I am seeing another spring.