What shall I do with Springtime

What shall I do with Springtime?

Springtime's here!

Shall I wear it about like a wreath

of yesteryear?

Or shall I flaunt it gaily,

Circusdays?

Like a barber's pole stripes round

Two jealous ways?

What shall I do with Springtime?

Love? Shall I love?

Like a storybook violets

Blue skies above?

Idle no new dreaming,

Snow white seas

With purpke islands red clouds

Lavender trees