Pictorial Prose

Pictorial Prose
Indulging my most lucid daydreams

Tuesday, March 04, 2014

Crocus

The days are lighter,
spring must be near as
I can hear the song birds
in a gift that they share.

The first blooms are under
the snow, as they wait for the
spring thaw and that is when
they will burst and grow.

The seasons will come and
the seasons will go, no matter
the weather they circle warm
sunshine to snow.

I have faith in the magic of love
warms my body in winter and
gives chills my soul on those
clouds above.

The days are lighter,
spring must be near as
I can hear the song birds
in a gift that they share.
~
True Meaning of Loves Gift

Don't put expectations on the 
gift of love, for it is so powerful
it can bond two souls into one. 

Warms the spirit in the chill of the
night and with sweet memories
bring the gift of love to life. 

Distance has no power and time 
can't take away as the true meaning
of love lives on in many ways. 

Don't put expectations on the 
gift of love, for it is so powerful 
it can bond two souls into one. 





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