Spring by Lauren Aoki

I will meet you in spring,
Where the grass grows and the wind howls,
Where the ice fades and the blossoms twist into blooms,
Where the cats roam and the birds sing, 
A gentle melody strummed across the yellow sky,
Where winter meets summer and the days grow longer,
Where life meets death,
And where love meets hate,
I will meet you in spring, in the land in between.