Spring in Northern Climes
When springtime comes, though it’s late this year
I can venture forth outside without any fear
All of us in this northern clime feel a sense of victory
Knowing another winter has passed and summer is soon to be
I think of seeing people outside, dining, walking
Lightly clad and happily talking
All life around me born new again
And I try to paint this miracle scene with my pen
Times like this I think of being just sixteen
Neither man or boy but right in between
I had a few gorgeous females in my life
One who I would have easily wanted to be my wife
Oh how my heart beat when I saw that girl smile
I have not seen anything quite so wonderful in a long long while
And I have to admit that her best friend who I also knew
Had a beauty and body and sweetness about her too
Back then I had my job and my big blue truck
All dented up and stained with muck
I wore a brush cut in the time of big hair
I was quite a sight but I didn’t care
There were three girls I cared for who had touched my heart
But by summer time they were out of my life, it tore me apart
I spent many lonely awful days
Killing time in murderous ways
But I had so much fun in spring that year
I could move the world with a little beer
I take no booze now but I drink some things still
I drink in the beauty of green valleys and hills
Spring is a perfect time to love again
As all of us Canucks leave our hibernation den
And head for the open road below the deep blue sky
Be with our family and friends; laugh, love, and cry
Nothing makes me feel quite so new and young
Than to see the springtime just begun
I will live a year’s worth in the next few weeks
Because they say a noble heart always finds the love it seeks
Leif Gregersen
May 9, 2014
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Poems From Inside Me
PoesiaThis is a chapbook of poetry that led me to dedicate myself to writing, whether it be for money or simply to express myself. In this book I talk about family, love, loss and all the illusions that life brings us through.