The sky breathes into my lungs br A cool sweet breath br A radiant sun hides shyly br Behind her sheer silver veils br The airplanes fly over my head br They leave long, white trails br The grass now tickles my toes, br After long days of icy repose. br And the sky breathes through my clothes br A cool sweet breath. br br The trees whisper tales of winter br Of shed leaves and dry bark br The first blossom now sways in the wind br And its bittersweet aroma wafts through the air br A downy petal kisses my cheek br It’ll travel off in the breeze, who knows where br And the sky breathes into my hair br A cool sweet breath.