Tuesday 11 November 2014

Spring

Spring

Spring danced
into the frozen world,
blowing away the torturing cold;
bringing the joy back to each face-
but not a sound she made.

Spring pounced
through the beautiful flower beds,
blossoming with every step taken;
breking the ice covering trickling streams-
and then continuing away.

Spring sang
around the shining towns,
diving into the warm sea;
lifting the warmth to everywhere;
shining it's warmth on me.

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