Jo Nash Dear Maggie
Dear Maggie,
Are you crying again?
I hope you feel better my friend.
Everytime the sky turns to gray,
Your smile fades more each day.
I see you're planting flowers again,
But the soil won't hold them my friend.
It's cold in the front yard,
Get inside—by the light of the fire.
Maggie waits for her garden to grow
Maggie waits even though she knows
White lilies don't grow in the snow,
But she'll do some growing of her own.
Dear Maggie,
Are you sewing again?
I still wear that sweater, my friend
It's colors like springtime, when we used
Play outside in the yard.
I'll come visit again,
Just hold on a few months, my friend.
When raindrops stop falling
It'll be me—calling your name.
Maggie waits for her garden to grow
Maggie waits even though she knows
White lilies don't grow in the snow,
But she'll do some growing of her own.
You can tell me stories underneath the sky
And I'll smile and laugh at you
And you'll know why—
Your here to bring the color
Back into my eyes.
Maggie waits for her garden to grow
Maggie waits even though she knows
White lilies don't grow in the snow
White lilies don't grow in the snow.
