Is it the Earth in Spring
Is it the Earth in
Spring
that feels the weight of
winter
like a wet wool
cloak,
is numbed by cold, and
saddened
by the short flat empty
light
of winter days?
Is it the Earth in
Spring
that dreams of
daffodils,
heroic tiny sprouts of
green,
and stalking Robins on a nascent
lawn?
Is it the Earth in
Spring
that wants to wake up
trees,
turn on the sky,
and thaw?
Or is it me?
~Tony Martin 1993
****Contributed by angelbleu****