The Last Time I Saw Adrianne - Henry Jamison

Oh the last time I saw Adrianne, she sang about the seasons

And what I can’t seem to do, she can

The Eternal’s moving in her hands

And I knew her singing signaled Spring

And whirring my heart pounds

For all the want and doubt are now upon me

And I hear it in the sounds

Of all the rain and all the baseball games

That it rains out

In the garden by the blooming trees

Ants swarm the peonies

And I took a look at Lolo’s knees, as she sneezed up at the sun

And I thought her sneezing signaled — something, I don’t know

For all the want and doubt are not behind me

Though I blamed it on the snow

Is it all the sweetness of the bacchanals that I’ll never know?

And I look outside, at the storm forming o’er the lake

I could not hide, even in this wallpaper shirt

Is it all the sweetness?

Is it all the sweetness?

And whirring my heart pounds