You always know
when spring is in the air;
the trees start to show
their blossom everywhere.
Birds go through the ritual
of picking their mate.
Love seems to touch
every living thing
at this time of the year.
Slowly courting couples
will emerge from winter’s cold
and find the warmth of spring.
The sun will give us its grace
and warm breezes will blow.
Calling to everyone,
wake up spring is here.
7 April 2008
I still stuck in winter's trap...waiting for my 'spring' to unwrap
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I don't think so David, it's blue sky but boy it's so cold, good job i'm off work until monday..: -) Andy 10