Spring Breezes

The smell of the cool refreshing new spring

Breezes recall my grandma’s maple tree

Changes faster than me, I reach its swing

Still there climbing up to a branch, so free

They reach as I did, sailing toward the sky

All those spring days, wishing I might go far

Away or perhaps take a chance and fly

Somewhere with you up to a distant star

Though these days are more detached than they seem

And the precious memories still hold on tight

They remain so clear like a vivid dream

Being chased with only one guide, starlight

Through all the years, I could never forget

I will remain in the maple tree’s debt