Heartfelt Spring
Sad and alone, a girl sits down
Surrounded by markers that seem to frown
Despite the warmth of the promise of spring
This lovely girl starts shivering
For cold can come from more than weather
And this poor girl knows all the better
That frigid memories can chill the bone
For the fates have left her all alone
But wait, for there is someone coming
One who keeps his feet from running
Who stops to pick a single flower
And then hurries on with all his power
He stops at a distance and quietly waits
Wishing he could take away all her sad fates
But that task, alas, he cannot complete
And so, he watches her rise from her seat
Wistfully, she turns and walks
Amidst the new, green shoots and stalks
He takes her hand, she leans on his arm
As if his presence would keep her from harm
A ways down the path they find a ring
With symbols that seemed, to them, to sing
For through that gate they know they will find
Springtime of a different kind