Morning Spring
I wrote a piece for someone
My bluebird, whom I love
It's dedicated to her
She fits me like a glove
It took a while to write it
I had to think it through
And play around with sections
All while I thought of you
And when the last note sounded
I knew the piece was done
For in my heart resounded
The echo, she's the one
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.
Please
Login
to post a comment
Turn off ads, get more exposure for your poetry, and get more features with a
Premium Membership.
