Spring poems are always blooming with hope
daisy splashed fields, bluebird songs are afloat.
Lovers sprawled atop blankets in plaided dreams
Ms. lilly awakens in the silver foyer of her stream.
Powdered bumble bees flashing bits of blackened gold
Mr.Winter sheds the blushing and his white satin robe.
The humble arise with earthy smiles from their hovels
into the shadows go the mittens, sea salt and shovels.
Empty playground swings, mimicking the violins of spring
children rubbing electric genies that grant them everything.
Categories:
plaided, happiness, magic, sad, seasons,
Form: Couplet