This used to be our time,
The best time,
Spring Time,
When, we were happiest together,
As Winter's cold retreated,
March sang its Spring Time Song,
Slowly, then fury, excitement
All around us, new life was born,
But this year, it's sadly different,
Gone for me all the excitement,
You're no longer by my side,
And all love is gone without you,
Life is but an empty ride.
I remember days of rapture,
When togetherness was one,
And those moments, happy moments,
That forever, now are gone
Love is a wonderful thing when shared but spring should bring light heartedness on its own.
Spring time is the best time and this season is the king of all seasons to sprinkle love. Every moment gives happiness around us. This is entirely very interesting poem really...10
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Spring is such a happy time, but also reminds us of our losses. Nicely expressed. I wish you peace and love.