She Smiles Poem by Kewayne Wadley

She smiles
Her face in the petal of Spring.
The day is young
Maturing with the sun.
A joyful flower she is.
Enjoying Spring in the palm of my hand.
A fresh beauty laid on a plush couch
Although Winter approaches
Yesterday she gave me a reassuring smile.
Passing by cars, the flicker of lights,
a pile of clothes that has yet to be washed
over the steam of a hot shower.
Yesterday she told me
that she'd be back.
That momentarily her petals would fall &
there would be nothing left.
Not knowing the garden she left behind on my lips.
That in the palm of my hands
She'll always be warm
That from the kiss of my lips
There will always be a spring that will replenish her roots