Out Like a Lamb

Stay the Spring

Stay the spring to a standstill, I command!
I'm down with winter's cool white wave.
Are there time-bending wizards on hand?

Watch the witch's hourglass losing its sand;
each grain a moment we wish we could save.
Stay the spring to a standstill, I command!

We dropped out of college to follow the band
for love-laden years of slam & jam & rave.
Are there time-bending wizards on hand?

The Wheel circles over everything, unmanned,
ignoring cries, defying every grasping crave.
Stay the spring to a standstill, I command!

We die despite whatever's picked or planned;
each one united in we're headed for the grave.
Are there time-bending wizards on hand?

An ocean of snow in a familiar land:
the place from which I speak, now brave:
Stay the spring to a standstill, I command!
Are there time-bending wizards on hand?


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April 6—Issue a command or a challenge
A "Villanelle"