On this new sunny day.
Our earth comes to life
In an unfamiliar way.
Birds are chirping,
Flowers blooming,
Lovers swooning.
On this special day,
The cold is over
And life begins.
Growing brightly
In such a happy way.
Except for those
Who cannot awaken
Or enjoy the moment.
Just sit there forsaken.
For it all seems gray.
When life is beautiful
Pouring out salt
into an open wound.
Reminding with pain,
For the privileged few
Winter still remains.
