Spring in Your Eyes

Spring in your eyes – I feel it there, the way they smile. Like winter's heavy cloak, the days of stress, simply erased. I fall in love every spring. primavera – the sound, my hearts favourite word. Flowers unfurl, days stretch long and bright, the sizzle of barbecue, and your birthday light. Woman's Day, I carry blooms to Mom, her smile, a sunbeam warm. You also bring flowers to me, and my heart feels soft, and again I see your smile. Birth of nature's green long nights in the yard, birth of the day, and the quiet joy of birthdays in the Spring.