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Francie Lynch Mar 21
You had me
With Spring.
Spring tide
deep and wide
sweeping clean
the beach where winter once was seen
Spring it’s great to see you
so glad you came my dear
it hardly seems a moment
since you were here last year,
we’ve had enough of grey skies
slush and wind and snow
if winter keeps you talking
say you have to go
Just As enigmatic like exotic roses
She can be and seem
Surreal like dreams
She can be down to earth
And sweet as honey dew
Upon the morning glories
With the sunflowers mirth
And evening stars rebirth
Iris moon
Golden
Blossoms of Spring fine wine love

Reynaldo Casison
Juno Mar 19
The beauty of nature,
The grass rattling in the spring wind,
The intertwining branches,
The carpet of daffodils,
Their yellow faces smiling in the sun,
Birds tweeting with excitement,
Singing their song,

A jay blessed us with its presence,
The brown hiding the sliver of blue,
The pairs of chatterbox geese,
Always together

People cluster in awe of the
Monet of opening magnolias,
The new pink and yellow,
With the old green and brown,
Yet all in symphony,
An orchestra of color -
Beginning to unfold

-JJ
16/03/25
Among the the floral sea of pastels and petals
The fairy folk flutters alight in the gentle breeze
Colors of spring array as morning dew settles
Life's renewal from cruel winter's deep freeze

Tending and working hard for every natural thing
Fairy people minister to mother nature's gardens
Melody rising, carries above canopy as they sing
Giving attention to every manner of care, regarding

Smiling down, looking upon her happy caretakers
Mother Nature gives a quick wink of her approval
Cheers so jovial abound the animals to their makers
Love's color of soft rouge twinkle as a magic jew'el

In a world so balanced in an array of majesty
Comes, springtime friends to heal Earth's wounds
Life gives and takes within perfect align infinity
Gathers spirits thereafter soothing under the cool moon
Word count134. Spring inspired.
Every single sunny day,
There's a magic place,
A brown bench by the baseball fields.

Such a basic grace,
When the sun shines down,
You and I walk the way.

Right on down to our favorite seat,
Whether its summer, whether its spring,
I can hold you all the same.
Our little afterschool hideaway
The golden sun
Is dancing
WithIn
Her hair
The sunflowers
Of heaven
Like a woman who longs
Like honey
To have some fun
Awake
With their midnights dreams
The morning sparrows
Honey melodies

Robe her generosities
With tender warmths
With voluptuous
nightingales sighs
Love her
Like lotuses and evenings
Sweeten her

Serenade
WithIn
Her exotic soul
The pretty moonbeams
Romance of roses

Diamond blossoms
Of hymning stars

Reynaldo Casison
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