SPRING WITHOUT YOU
A fragrance is in the air, everything is alive, colorful blooms,
Wind blowing through trees which sway and dance together,
A mixture of clouds and sun drift slowly across a wide open sky.
Nights are of a cool feel to them, days are getting longer, I miss you,
Spring is here, I wish you could see it, the birds everywhere, you are too.
Imagine do I you drifting by as a cloud, fading into forever,
A breeze visits here on this day, with the wind your voice may echo.
Spring without you is a first in my life, the weather becomes warm,
Your smile and laughter have faded, Mom, it is that you are gone.
A better place in which no human being has yet seen, like a dream,
Hear you when I listen, see you in my thoughts, you were Mom,
Spring without you will turn to all seasons, thinking of you.
Keith Garrett