The Peal Of Spring Poem by Bryan Taplits
The Peal Of Spring
I recall
When the cold day of winter turned to Spring
A day of frozen cars with no dying stalls,
When the rainbow of life
Swept down my street,
And I heeded its back-door call.
Like Spring rain your tones fell and refreshed
strutting right out of the blue,
I saw your face,
And I heard your voice-
As it gusted forth,
"I'm thinking of you."
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