Waiting For April (To Turn To May)
One waits for the months to turn,
Mind, heart a-burning for springtime’s returning.
One waits for the spurning of stern Feb and March,
For early darks and ice packed snow to simply go;
The tendril more than slender wisp,
Cold winds that lost their stringent grasp,
The lengthy rays of longer light,
With birds from other lands in flight,
Preparing wings not yet a-nesting…
All these signs attesting…
Yes,
This one awaits the final day
To turn voilá, to flowering May!
-- Harry Stooshinoff
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