The tender promise
Of little seeds in April:
They dream of turning
Into delicate flowers.
Which will add subtle
Colour: snow whites, flesh pinks and
Violets to grey streets.
O they will sprinkle glints of
Much needed magic
On dark, disenchanted worlds!
Spring is my favourite, Spring is the best. A more magical season, Than all the rest. As you can see Dominic I'm a bit of a fan when it comes to Spring. And your poem is a little bit of magic bestowed on this cold November dark night. Five stars and thanks for sharing.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Thanks Shaun..much appreciated! It was a pleasure to compose this spring themed poem.