February Waits

February’s waiting;
she’s waiting for the spring;
for a blue sky in the heavens
and the flowers opening.

She’s waiting like a Helen
for her bright Ulysses sun
with nothing else to do but wait
until her waiting’s done.

But oh, when the Springtime sun arises
and it spreads bright arms around the open skies
and what presents it will bring; what surprises;
so many pretty colours to delight the eyes.

Then she will smile and be so joyful
and all her birds will dance upon the air and sing;
she’ll paint her face in all the colours of the April.
Oh, that is something for which it is worth waiting.