Spring Won’t Say Goodbye By Jing Yu Spring won’t say goodbye Grass quietly lies, in winter's guise In the gentle rain's tender touch The green still thrives Your whispers amidst the rain Wander like dreams without refrain Echoing here, and echoing there Uncontrolled, in the misty air Fate winds its way without a sign No warning, its path doesn’t align We, innocent in our drift, Travelled thousand miles, adrift. Flowing streams, a tale of two shores No trace remains of where we'd been. |