Spring Whispers secret rain to the listening trees,
as I gaze upon the sky I can't help but think of thee.
Wanting your arms to comfort me tight, sitting alone in the fear of the night,
I picture you, I imagine my life so beautiful being with you.
No more pain in my heart cause I know your love is true.
Hold still and here the rising of my words, for I speak only those I truly feel.
Hoping your words won't be so shy so when you speak to me be real.
The sun is bright, just like my smile that freezes from the things you do..
so comfortable, not like the morning, but beautiful glades of afternoon.
Bright with color, but blind, for you've already taken my heart,
the blushing sun never disappears for we shall never part.
Spring Love.
By,
Michelle D. Jones
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