You know how you must feel to write this
Begone Melancholy, Nostalgia, Chagrin!
The sun is smiling
We are thankful
Life acquiesces
with many more graces

Finally ~ just right.

Spring is the sound of the singing birds
to the summer of endless loving
Au revoir to the fogs that cloud the hearts,
Farewell to the mists where souls are lost
Come and stay here, sun!
Come to stay!