Summerwill

Planted under frozen snow

With voices soft and spoken low

As ice that hardens, winds that blow

Are questions asked but no one answers.

I don’t think that Winter can, but Summer will.

Reach for me, I wish he would

Past all the pasts and ends and shoulds

There’s something here, I know it’s good

It grows so carefully in glances.

I don’t think that Winter can, but Summer will.

Do you, do you know how it feels?

To feel again, to feel real again.

Do you, do you feel it too?

These small seeds pushing up the ground, from so far down

I don’t think that Winter can, but Summer will.

Grief returns like falling snow

It lines the windows of my home

Its beauty like a weathered bone

I call on friends to warm me, warm me inside...

 ‘Cause I don’t think that winter can, but Summer will.