Blossoms
Let the wild wind blow
Feel the pulse of spring
Loiter here with glow
Watch the colours sing
Myriad blossoms speak
Feel the buzzing air
Rising to fond peaks
Fresh floral affairs
Tints and hues adorn
Feel the moments sweep
In the sunlit morn
Scent of perfumes deep
There is magic here
In simple routines
That flavour good cheer
In joys yet unseen
Leon Enriquez
29 January 2015
Singapore
Copyright © Leon Enriquez | Year Posted 2015
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