her soft humming like birdsong
in springtime breeze
warms my winter heart
opens my closed eyes to
the new found sun
blooming on the eastern sky
petals of light rose tinged
lends such delight to the eye
lends such beauty to the day
it promises a passing of the harsh days
where a small cold sun only touched the world
with its weak pleading light
her soft humming caresses the ear
like a lovers kiss
it comes from her soul
she is a summer nymph dancing
in a storm of the solstice
winter a cunning woman tries to show
but this warm heart
banishes the cold
her soft humming reaches me
through the noisome day
reaches my heart
like birdsong on a spring breeze
like her soft voice saying good morning
Jan 27, 2014
Jan 27, 2014 at 10:03 AM UTC
her soft humming like birdsong
in springtime breeze
warms my winter heart
opens my closed eyes to
the new found sun
blooming on the eastern sky
petals of light rose tinged
lends such delight to the eye
lends such beauty to the day
it promises a passing of the harsh days
where a small cold sun only touched the world
with its weak pleading light
her soft humming caresses the ear
like a lovers kiss
it comes from her soul
she is a summer nymph dancing
in a storm of the solstice
winter a cunning woman tries to show
but this warm heart
banishes the cold
her soft humming reaches me
through the noisome day
reaches my heart
like birdsong on a spring breeze
like her soft voice saying good morning
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