Now I'm waiting for Spring

"I really, truly do want to start living", he said,

"but it's just so hard while I'm waiting
 for that frozen still feeling to pass".

...waiting for winter

The dreariest thoughts weighed me down while I was waiting for winter.

But then she saw them....

She always finds something simply extraordinary to buoy our spirits even on the bleakest days.

....and that's how I learned ...

it's hard to whinge with a smile on your face.

...a world full of individuals....

I complained to her that I had taken a hard blow that day.

And all she said was: "The resilience of the human spirit never ceases to amaze me."

I know she considered this a good thing
but I just couldn't help thinking about all those
billions and billions of human spirits out there,
and about how they just kept on keeping on, in spite of all their blows.
The more I thought about a world full of individuals,
each with their very own individual hardships,
the better my life looked.

Perhaps a little birdie tells her.

How is it she always seems to know?

She knows just what to say, and when to say nothing.

She knows when to hold you tight

and when to let you fly.

Perhaps a little birdie tells her.

Suddenly I'll Seem to Know a Lot More Then.

Right now they don't listen to anything I have to offer.

I don't mind because I know that I won't know much at all

till they are much older and have made a few of their own mistakes.

Suddenly I'll seem to know a lot more them.