Spring Yearning

Oh my dear,

the spring is here

I stand by the window

Looking for you

As you pass by the meadows.

I hear the wind blowing

Swishing and swashing

the wind chime ringing.

The rainbow colored tulips

Are so refreshing

And when I think of

you and me

Walking hand in hand

Among the tulips

It gives immense pleasure

And joy of the yester year

We have been together.

Oh my dear,

come to me

I stand here waiting for you

As you pass by the meadows.