April Showers

Micah Wittler, Special Contributor

What self control does patience ask of one?
To view another hold her hurts to see.
I feel so low, My heart might weigh a ton-
I know that you belong with only me.

But when to speak and when to hold my tongue?
I fear that maybe I have lost my grip,
Assertion plus submission teaches love.
What if I let this chance I have just slip?

The thought of summer makes the winter freeze-
The wind will bite a lonely lover mean.
Abandon hope says logic and just leave,
Alone I wait with nothing but a dream.

But now that you are only mine; confide,
My chest is fill’d with joy and love and pride.