Apr 04, 2015 06:08
For some of us who worship deep
The theme of Easter's bent
(To celebrate the bursts of Life
Which end the woeful Lent),
Today is just a little sad--
A day of "in between;"
Too soon to sing at rising sun,
Too late for sorrow keen.
Howe'er be yours to toast, extol
This forage into Spring:
May doom be gone in woe-filled mind--
Instead, may Hope be ours to cling!