Hope springs eternal

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I thought that spring would never come

My heart felt cold and dry

I feared the sun would never rise

Above the winter arc of sky

Your love is like the winter light

Aslant, and sparse and spare,

Illuminating faintly

A cupboard barely bare–

My hope for you is merely that

Your spring will come, will thrive,

Abundance fill your stores with joy–

A cornucopia arrive

My hope for me is that my heart

Will fill with green and light

Flowers, fruit and tendrils sweet–

A ravishing delight!