The Joy of Spring

                                  The Joy of Spring

Come to me in the joy of Spring, sun shining, birds singing

your laughter in my ears, such sweet music for the heart.

Holding hands, we move together to the blooming beauty of

abundant, brilliant flowers in vast array along our quiet path.

You let me place a bright yellow buttercup behind your ear,

your face lights with a glowing smile and warms my heart.

The joy of Spring is in your eyes, flashing so bright a blue,

ruby red lips are puckered for a soft kiss for you and I do.

Reviews

[Samuel Dickens]

How creatively you present the freshness of spring and romance together as one. In my mind, they are hard to separate, and elevate our spirits to the sky. A lovely read.

[john l smith]

Ah yes, the spring thing, especially pleasant after our miserable winter

[Coyote Poetry]

A wonderful poem for Spring Dave. I did enjoy.
Coyote

[Chris Shaw]

Incredibly romantic Dave. Your words are certainly warming. Spring is positively my favourite season of the year. Still waiting for it to arrive though.

Chris

[Dave]

I looove Spring too. Still a bit cold here though -

Take care - Dave

[jacob erin-cilberto]

i remember doing things like this...back when love was young, innocent and felt with reckless abandon.
we didn't understand that flowers wilt, that relationships would end in heartbreak...we just loved like there was no tomorrow.
j.

[Dave]

Come on Jacob - love is always young and innocent and filled with reckless abandon - at least in our minds - Heartbreak - doesn't it make us appreciate love, when we have or get it all the more meaningful? Sorry - I've been told I'm an incurable Romantic.

Take care - Dave

[jacob erin-cilberto]

nothing wrong with being that...it's a good thing, Dave,
j.

[Dave]

You bet!!

Take care - Dave

[barleygirl]

This might be the first time in my life I didn't think about the first day of spring! But I can see by your poem that you are FILLED with the bright observations of a promising new season! Keep it up, buttercup! Always nice to watch you weave together the sensations of the season with your often-burgeoning romantic tendencies! *wink! wink!* Fondly, Margie

[Dave]

Aaaaaah - I promise - nothing burgeoned - this time! Perhaps - next time.
Wink! - wink!
read moreAaaaaah - I promise - nothing burgeoned - this time! Perhaps - next time.
Wink! - wink!

Take care - Dave

[barleygirl]

Hilarious! *smile*