Monday, April 24, 2006

this season will live again.

All the laughing flowers
Falling and flailing, with colours of pretty and happy
How a spring sings like a heart cursed with joy.
Oh my little dear
Something beautiful inside so much wonderfulness
A silly daffodil smile, and a sunshined likeness to come
Three seasons passed
Into a new soil passion flowed.

How a love borne of compassion and reciprocation
Will become so much to come.