Will I be ready for spring,
and any blessings it may bring?
or will I be unaware,
of all the glow spring has to share?

Will I even smile at all,
when April raindrops start to fall?
And, will the flowers of May,
just be something to fade away?

Will I be ready for spring,
when the mocking birds start to sing?
I keep hoping I will be,
and that spring is ready for me.