Hello, heart.
How do you do?
It has been too long,
here without you.
Wherever did you hide,
taking refuge from the bitter winter?
Why could I not once find you,
when the depths of evil took me?
Hello, heart.
Are you back for the Springtime?
Why, this day,
did you chose to return?
Why not yesterday,
when the weather was warmer?
Why not in a few weeks,
when Spring has officially welcomed us?
Hello, heart.
You must truly love the earth,
to give me such a strong and sudden urge,
to garden.
Such nostalgia,
from such a small task.
Oh how I miss the grass,
and the wind,
and the place I belong.
This must be your way of reminding me.
Hello, heart.
Your return must mean we will soon be home again,
where the pastures are open,
and the memories overwhelm me,
where freedom feels so near as I ride.
Yes, my dear heart,
gracefully you have returned.
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