Optimism

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