In the haste of a new year, so much may be forgotten & so much will be brought
Winter fell, spring rushed and now summer's dawn is nearer than it ought
Oh, theres a smooth hustle and bustle in every moment
With sparks running across young and giddy shoulders, flying through minds
As we remember what is yet to come for us
Sweet and Pleasant Remembrance of what Yesterday's treasure presented
Past and Present working together, a beautiful course
Indeed, it is always said that from the clouds, comes a ray
So, impatiently, we may wait for our sunny day
So when it comes, and comes it will
We feel the free and freeing chill
For, in all of the seasons, careless bringings
Comes the most sweet of all singings
Optimism
