A Better Spring

A better spring than last year is in store
for us – I feel it in my bones and heart.
Twelve months ago, we didn’t dream the start
of lockdown would produce uncivil war.

We didn’t know the senate we’d abhor,
the hate we’d grow to tear our towns apart.
A better spring than last year is in store
for us – I feel it in my bones and heart.

I don’t think I’m naive as I implore
my friends to let anxiety depart,
my family to act not bold but smart.
I’m feeling healing truer than before –
a better spring than last year is in store.

(Rondel)

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