Eighteen Aprils

Me again, you again

Robin's egg blue again,

Eagerly notice the crocuses,

Suddenly, Spring arrives,

In the sky bluebird reconnaissance,

Phoebes dip straw in the mud-

Winter's done, hallelujah!

All the clouds ungather

And the sun shines through.

Swallowtailchrysalis

Hides in the hyacinth.

Never flowed this endlessly

Unless you include solitude's end

On that day eighteen Aprils ago

When we met, I recall how

All the clouds ungathered

And the sun shined through.

I recall how

All the clouds ungathered

And the sun shined through

And the sun shined through