I turned off the radio; another day slipped away,
Like a lost little rack that never reached the bay.
I brushed the cold bed clean, whispered for him to pull me on,
Didn’t wake him — he was dreaming, drifting on.
She won’t return; don’t wait, the daylight’s almost done.
Let’s fall back into dreams; don’t chase what you can’t outrun.
Frozen trees stood silent, their branches cut the sky,
Holding blossoms born dead — I wished they could cry.
The sun hid shyly behind a heavy cloud,
Shadows stretched longer, darkness growing proud.
“You should hide — winter is here,” the cold wind sighed.
But it was too late; he was there. I shouldn’t have tried.
“What is it that you need? You may ask for one.
If you ask it right, I’ll let you be gone.”
“I’m looking for her — for Spring. Have you seen her around?”
“Oh, my son… Spring is gone. Missing — never found.”
4d ago
May 30, 2026 at 12:14 AM UTC
I turned off the radio; another day slipped away,
Like a lost little rack that never reached the bay.
I brushed the cold bed clean, whispered for him to pull me on,
Didn’t wake him — he was dreaming, drifting on.
She won’t return; don’t wait, the daylight’s almost done.
Let’s fall back into dreams; don’t chase what you can’t outrun.
Frozen trees stood silent, their branches cut the sky,
Holding blossoms born dead — I wished they could cry.
The sun hid shyly behind a heavy cloud,
Shadows stretched longer, darkness growing proud.
“You should hide — winter is here,” the cold wind sighed.
But it was too late; he was there. I shouldn’t have tried.
“What is it that you need? You may ask for one.
If you ask it right, I’ll let you be gone.”
“I’m looking for her — for Spring. Have you seen her around?”
“Oh, my son… Spring is gone. Missing — never found.”
