Spring dances in the air, <br />Filling every heart with gladness <br />Filling every mind with madness. <br />Each, after a walk around the parking lot, <br />Wonders: 'Why ever did I come back in? ' <br /> <br />Our office travesty of air! It's been <br />Recycled countless times, <br />Through the lungs of the copiers, <br />Through the lungs of the coughing cold sufferers. <br />It's the same air we've had all winter. <br />The smokers of course have it best <br />They get more fresh air the rest. <br /> <br />The geese've paired up and soon <br />There'll be goslings pecking at the grass, <br />The turkeys stopped their displays weeks ago <br />And've vanished into the thickets, <br />The trees are hard at work, <br />Turning the sun into blooms <br />And seeds and leaves and growth, <br />Frantic to get all they can done <br />Before Summer's insects, heat and drought. <br />And I have a release that needs to go out. <br /> <br />But I think I'll knock off early. <br />Go home, get the dog and go for a walk, <br />Step for a time, outside of creation. <br />Then I'll have dinner to cook <br />And the reluctant children <br />'ll need coaxing about their homework. <br /> <br />I'll drink some wine before going to bed, <br />And listen to the night, <br />And to the frogs' singing <br />How passionate are their prayers! <br />Spring dances through the air, <br />Filling every heart with gladness <br />Filling every mind with madness.<br /><br />William L Roberts<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/spring-dances-in-the-air/
