The breath of an early dawn in Spring

Is like a choir eager to sing

To remind us of all that life can bring

The renewal of hopes and dreams that cling

 

From the early times when life was young

And we found ourselves adrift among

Fellow beings like flotsam flung

On some strange shore to which we clung,

 

Each with an unspoken fate to face

Engaged in some unspoken race

To find our own allotted space

And know we had achieved our place

 

In this great mystery they call life

Full of contrasts - peace and strife -

That cut both ways like a two-edged knife

Amidst confusion often rife.

 

Yet with each year that passes by

A smile will cast aside a sigh

So take come comfort and don't ask why -

And sing of Spring when it draws nigh.

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