A Spring Without You Poem by Patti Masterman

A spring will be arriving without you
I never thought it'd come to this so soon
And yet, I felt a cold and shaking fear;
It would arrive without you, and full-blown.
I withered when I felt the truth come clear:
At last it comes, a spring when you are gone.
You're gone so far away, with all that's dear-
Gone; I'll hear no longer your sweet song.
Though you might oft return, the bible says:
A woman of few days shall leave her own
Family (quicker than anyone could guess)
At last to cleft unto that certain one
No more to grace that place, though she be blessed
Her heart will bind together a new home
(though it not be written, the mothers moan)