Another Spring
It seems the snow has been here all my life,
Hard to recall a world that wasn't cold.
The leafless trees, the silent hills, the early-setting sun,
Seem to reflect the bleakness of my soul.
I never knew I could feel such a loss.
I never knew love came at such a cost.
Now my dear friend is gone, I know I'll never see his face again.
My grief is cold and hard as winter's frost.
But if I look closer at the bare boughs of the trees,
I can see they bear the buds of next year's summer leaves.
As the seasons turn I feel the stir of hope within my breast.
Perhaps my heart may see the spring again.
My friends at hand, I hold my head up high,
The tears no longer falling from my eyes,
With their support I find I can accept the fact that he is gone.
Worlds do not end because one man has died.
And so I find that my life carries on.
I stand alone, but I'm still standing strong.
And when my heart has healed, the Goddess grant that I may love again,
Though his mem'ry stay with me my whole life long.
And when I look closer at the bare boughs of the trees,
I can see they bear the buds of next years summer leaves.
As the seasons turn I feel the stir of hope within my breast,
I feel my heart will see the spring again.
And now the snow is fading once again,
I see the flowers blooming in the glen.
The sheep return to pasture as their newborns gambol in the grass.
And snipe are seen once more upon the fen.
It seems that peace has found my home once more,
The bitter anguish of my grief has passed.
As I move forward to a life where joy and friendship can be found,
I feel the warmth of springtime sun at last.
Now when I look closely at the branches of the trees,
I can see the early shoots of this years summer leaves.
As the seasons turn I feel the stir of hope within my breast.
My heart is ready for the spring again.
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(OC Author - Bria McAllister)