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...
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