Spring Again
> Spring again I dance
> Spring again I sway free
> Spring again I remove
> my ugly winter cover
> Isn't it time for me?
> Buds on my branches blum
> A breeze in the blue I'm erect
> me I wear not,
> no coat,no shoes
> I stand tall for all to see
> My sweater unbuttoned,opened
> exposing my budding blossums,
> my sweet honey suckles
> All of me on display for
> all the world to see my beautiful flowers
> nows my time to spread my branchs
seek the seeds of heavenly bliss
> In this summer sun
I shall dance free

I read this in autumn and it wakes in me my dream of spring just like I also dream of summer when icy winds cross my ears during my stroll through crispy dead leaves

Love, Franziska