Spring is Playing Peek-a-Bo0

Spring’s sunny face was smiling

          only yesterday.

She peeked amidst ol’ Winter’s clouds

          And warmed us through and through.

I wish she’d come and play again

          And disperse ol’ Winter’s gloom.

Today my friend is hiding;

          She’s nowhere to be found.

When will she come again to play

          And make my spirit soar? 

When, oh, when will Spring come back

          And peek-a-boo once more?