I am not one
To wax poetic
When things begin
To bud and bloom
In Spring, but
I may not have
Too many left.
Spring sings hope
From heaven sent.
Almond buds in blossom
Seducing the senses.
Bees buzz around
Adding tension
Other old tiny friends
Flitting and
Flying about.
My world reborn
Without a doubt.
Sleeves are short
Skin meets air
I am at ease
And carefree.
sean
Spring in Spain
Spring in Spain
If you don't become the ocean you will be seasick every day....Jikan (aka Leonard Cohen)
It's comin' from the feel that this ain't exactly real, or it's real, but it ain't exactly there! . Jikan
It's comin' from the feel that this ain't exactly real, or it's real, but it ain't exactly there! . Jikan