Sad little lonely girl, step out of that heavy suit
In this springtime no more reason for a black mood
Put on a sundress, it’s time to play
Colours, relief, chilly memories fade away
Open the curtains, you will get wise
Clear light is brightening the grey skies
No more nightmares accompanied by dreams
Run through the last rain to catch the first sun beams
Poem: Maaijke Middelbeek