Someday again the flowers will bloom

As winter offers a cold, unending moon,

Every spring still comes as a surprise;

I know someday again the flowers will bloom.

If counting stars from the warmth of this dark room,

Becomes just a blur of days and nights

As winter offers a cold, unending moon.

I will cling tightly to the days that come soon

To wake and see an early sunrise,

I know someday again the flowers will bloom.

My breath I see drift off into the dark blue,

Makes one believe warmth would be a crime,

As winter offers a cold, unending moon.

The birds will change in song to a happy tune

The world will turn green from snowy white,

I know someday again the flowers will bloom.

May this season not be filled with only doom,

Or trudging through a barren, dark fight.

As winter offers a cold, unending moon,

I know someday again the flowers will bloom.