Another Spring

I do not wish the days were longer
Nor that the sunshine should be stronger
I don’t need to hear the robin sing
Oh, I don’t think that I could bear
The scent of jasmine in the air
No, I could not stand another spring

I don’t want first paperwhites
Or to see children flying kites
Old-fashioned paper ones, with string
And if I heard a tree frog peep
I think that I would start to weep
No, I could not stand another spring

The tiny buds
On willow trees
Do not even
Mention these
The budding in
My tender heart
Can’t be allowed
To even start

Don’t let the sleeping earth awake
I am not ready for the ache
I don’t want to feel the sunshine’s sting
Please don’t ask me then to care
I’d rather sleep here in my lair
Oh no, I could not bear another spring