The whole world's singing now that spring has come,
I saw a robin in the morning sun
Among the pale-green leaves and bursting buds,
I heard his talk
But it is autumn where we walk.
'Tis true for us the summer too is gone,
Now whiplashed winds arise and further on
The ice and sleet and cold in grim assault
To pierce us through
Does fall in springtime frighten you?
Impotent shines the April sun so fair,
To melt the wisps of frost within your hair
My Dear, I know you feel the threatening gloom,
But I'm with you
And hand in hand we'll face the winter, too.
