005 ~ Myself In Spring, Again Poem by stan pelfrey

falling in love is
like a crisp, refreshing
Spring rain

washing away
pollen collected and
clogging up
my lungs

I breath anew
fresh, watery smells
of hope

the Sun breaking
through the clouds
provides warmth
and strength

I marvel at the
beauty of the clouds
dancing over the
Suns’ rays

welcome distractions
to the long, bitter
winter of love lost
to decay

a chill comes
over me, and I
recall the Fall, but
vow to remain
stalwart, waiting,
like Linus in his
pumpkin patch,
for new love,
hope, strength
and rebirth