Day of Spring


Day of Spring

Day of Spring

The finest day of spring
petals dance on sudden gales,
counting everyone
before the sinking sun,
fly, fly little wings
like love that never fails.

Shadows begin to wake
to a chorus that is the night,
crickets fiddle, slow
warblers whistle, low,
shine, shine velvet moon
till last you fade from sight.

Hear the sea in song
where the swallows play and die,
starlight in the haze
flicker fireflies, ablaze,
stay, stay gentle dream,
beneath the candles in the sky.

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    Anonymous says

    Wow—so well done. Thank you for sharing.

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