Spring
I long for Spring
For Winter darkness
Has no place in my heart
With the bare trees
In all of its' starkness
I long for the first peepings
Of buds of green
To clothe a tree
A field
The flowers to see
in Spring
I long for the fresh sky
Of a Spring day
To see birds fly
To see birds play
I long for spring
Morning light
To fall
Upon forest flowers
Upon trees
So tall
I long for Spring
For Winter darkness
Has no place in my heart
With the bare trees
In all of its' starkness
Copyright © Matthew Brackley | Year Posted 2007
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