Springtime Love Poem by Sandra Feldman

Springtime Love

Rating: 5.0


Once Spring has sprung,
Life has begun,
To take some shape and form,
And I remember, oh so well
That time when love is born.

How strange it is
When strangers meet
And suddenly, it's Dawn!
And in their hearts,
All springtime starts,
The moment Love is born.

Tuesday, October 3, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: born,love
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Kumarmani Mahakul 03 October 2017

Life begins from spring of love to dawn and dusk to reach stars in so far abode to reincarnate again. This is very strange. A beautifully penned perceptional poem is shared here...10

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