Spring Serenade

Spring is here. Why so blue?

Is that a tear I see you shed?
Is it of sorrow or of dread?

Before you answer me though,
turn, and take a look around.
Spring is here, its beauty galore!
In sadness, you need not be bound.

For the flowers, they are blooming
and it's only you, they are wooing.
And the sun and the birds
together, inspire these words
of happiness I want you to feel.
Is it too much then, to make of a deal?

The butterflies, to you they plead
while waving across the wind
my awed attention, is what they lead.

The dew, glistening as it is,
reflects on that pout
you wear on your lips.

Oh, little girl, don't you be afraid
for your happiness is the purpose
of my little spring serenade.

So what use is it, to see you sad?
When a smile is what
would make me glad.

But I soon realize, that you were not blue.
For your sadness, was anything but true.

With all that's been said,
And all I've hoped and prayed,
You had just bumped your head
And a fool I had been made!

Author's Note

Just something I came up with spontaneously.

Reviews

[Brandi Espy]

Um, amazing! Nice job.

[Karli]

Wow, this is really good! I wish I could write poetry like that. :)

[Hazel Eirian]

The dew, as glistening as it is,
reflects on that pout
you wear on your lips.

This is an adorable poem. Well written, with a cute twist.

[Star Bright]

I love it! It is really adorable and creative and I like how it flows. The ending was cute as well (: Loooove it!

amazing desciptions, plain wonderful. {Enjoyable read}

[Chris Smith Welshpoetcs]

Excellent my friend, good rhyming.

[White Ink]

Aww haha! loved the ending, it made me smile..

"The butterflies, to you they plead
while waving across the wind
my awed attention, is what they lead."
i like those lines.. very nice!

[BriAnna Wyble]

you display such insight and knowledge in this poem! it flowed beautifully. excellent job!

[Erinne S.]

I loved the descriptions in this piece and the way you portrayed viewing the world. Loved this!

~Erinne

[Linear]

Good little twist at the end. And your poem was delightful, I especialy liked this stanza .....The dew as glistening as it is, reflects on that pout you wear on your lips....
Great penmanship