Spring Came

And then came spring
And it was as if, with the 
returning life,
There returned ,from the
world beyond,
All the Dreams and all the
Passions;
All the Dreams, and all the
passions which had
Lived forlove of you,
And which, in death, had
found life anew.
And, once more, there
bloomed all the roses
Perfumed still with memo-
ries of you;
Crimson still with the
Blood of your friends.
And spring came too, to
all the miseries
The remembered sufferings
of old friends
The forgotten pleasure of
the nearness of love.
And then came spring,
And open once again
All the buried chapters of
the book of Life!