Different Winters

In summer I will wait
Wait on you
I will be patient as leave turn to flakes
Of snow, that drift gently to the ground
And as they pile, and melt from coats before open fires
As children return to school, and thoughts turn to green
I will be patient.
I know you have a long way to travel,
For me the cold heralds being reborn
To you the dead and dying trees call
In the same snow we see different winters
But as the sun shines though
So will joy with you
Though December we will part,
And I shall miss my heart
At the touch of spring we find again
Our paths to merge.
Let the sun open your eyes to me
At the touch of spring.