Wednesday, March 12, 2008

Spring

I heard you knock at the door this morning
I wasn't sure you would come
You've hurt me with your brief appearances before
Your promises meant nothing to me
I thought I would never see you again
Is it really you
Are you going to stay
Can I count on you to make the days brighter
And the nights calmer
You won't stay forever
You never do
But I'll take you for now
And receive all you offer to me

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