on Sunday, 22 April 2012
Pretty tiny flowers,
painted laughing breeze.
Sugar melted sunshine,
winters cold kiss locked in deep freeze.
Songs with joy floating,
new hopes and passions in bloom,'
busy bumbles kissing each dozzing head to wake.
Lovers refreshing desires sparks with springs newly found flame.
every sidewalk crack a garden rare,
every cloud a page in an "I SPY" book,
So come dear Sping with all your might,
cast away winters cold sad plight,
bathe us in sweet warm light that we may grow again.
Pretty
tiny
flowers,
Songs without end,
bubbling laughter
hearts of such cheer that sun and Spring now are here.
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