[b][u]Spring Will Come[/u][/b]

Are the flowers blooming yet?
Did you remember they exist?
Or did you forget?
They yearn for the first spring mist
For now they sleep, quiet and courageous
Expecting the sun to return
To one day awaken in the light, joyful and boisterous
For Spring will not these sleepers spurn
Heat and sun, chill and snow
These things each have their season
Though they can tarry, this I know:
Time keeps passing for a reason