Eighteen Aprils Michael Franks

Me again, you again
Robin's egg blue again
Eagerly notice the crocuses
Suddenly, Spring arrives
In the sky bluebird reconnaissance
Phoebes dip straw in the mud-
Winter's done, hallelujah!
All the clouds ungather
And the sun shines through

Swallowtail chrysalis
Hides in the hyacinth
Never flowed this endlessly
Unless you include solitude's end
On that day eighteen Aprils ago
When we met, I recall how
All the clouds ungathered
And the sun shined through
And the sun shined through

I recall how
All the clouds ungathered
And the sun shined through
And the sun shined through