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| Late Spring © Copyright George Papavgeris, Feb 2007 . Seed is waiting in the field Farmer waiting by the fire Lonely in the barn the bridle And the nests are waiting idle For the new life to begin Everywhere a dusty grey And the geese are getting thin Winter coat on every garden And the hearts and nature harden Waiting for the sign of spring Swallow you were late in coming Swallow you were late in coming Eyes are reaching up to find you Sailing through the bleak horizon Trailing summer days behind you Take a walk down on the beach All the sand is washed away Stolen by the seas of winter In the sky, the sun a splinter Frozen rocks beneath my feet Washed up timber on the shore Like a broken dream of old Tired and weary from the waiting Hope and promise now is baiting As it lies there in defeat Swallow you were late in coming Swallow you were late in coming Eyes are reaching up to find you Sailing through the bleak horizon Trailing summer days behind you Few the people on the streets Every pavement made of glass Not a single face is smiling And the need and hunger hiding In the sheltered underpass Wind is whistling in the park Every bush another tune All around the empty benches Snow is melting and it drenches Every memory of June Swallow you were late in coming Swallow you were late in coming Eyes are reaching up to find you Sailing through the bleak horizon Trailing summer days behind you Every promise of the summer Every fantasy of winter Searching for the silver lining Hearts are rising from submission As in hopeful premonition Dawn of emeralds is shining Swallow you were late in coming Swallow you were late in coming Eyes are reaching up to find you Sailing through the bleak horizon Trailing summer days behind you |
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