Preferences

April showers might
Indeed bring May flowers, but
I prefer the sun.

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Newly Sunny

Nothing feels as nice
As sunshine on bare shoulders
In early springtime.

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Bring Me Sunshine

How I long for the sun,
For the warm summer air
And a song on the breeze.

How I loathe the steel clouds,
The gray winter sky
And the icy cold rain.

Bring me sunshine,
Bring me joy,
Bring me starry, starry nights.

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Praying for Green

Like a leaf on the
Wind, I soar through the sky on
A late winter’s eve.

Now and then I look
Down at the snow-crusted ground,
Praying I’ll see green.

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Delivery Fail

They promised us sun,
But they failed to deliver.
They promised us blue,
But they failed in that, too.

They promised us springtime,
A break from the clouds.
They promised us sunshine,
And much peace of mind.

But they lied. Or they failed.
Or they failed and they lied,
And nothing’s more dangerous
Than a man’s wounded pride.

And so we lie here,
Our hands round a beer,
As tears fall from the sky
And every man’s eye,
And we seek the sweet comfort
Of oblivion nigh.

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Definitely Spring

It’s definitely spring.
There’s a chill in the air,
And it’s completely soggy outside,
But there’s a hint of green
That I’ve sorely missed.

Yes, it’s definitely spring.
There’s a song in the air,
And it’s completely sunny outside,
But there’s still a chill
That will not soon be missed.

Oh, it’s definitely spring…

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