Spring
Not just the frost leaving nor the ice heaving
Not just the leaf burst nor the birdsong
Not even the warm breeze all the day long
No
The fragrance of your sun warmed hair
The feelings under blue sky ours to share
Plans for the future if we dare
In all the springs to come
Will you be there?
Thanks to The Mag
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10 comments:
The 64 thousand dollar question!
Sharp and crisp, and beautifully presented...
yes..spring makes us all start planning..x
Nice and very generous!
Sooo romantic. Lovely about the fragrance of the sun-warmed hair.
Incredibly lovely ... the age old question 'will you still be there.'
They make it, I'm sure.
Lyrical and lovely...
This is so beautifully composed and written, very romantic =)
Plans are afoot and so much more
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