and spring surely had arrived,
as I gazed at the Coltsfoot
surfacing from the ground.
There were signs all around
and I couldn't miss a one
as the song birds were singing
and a couple nest could be found.
The stream was moving
in a clear like crystal wave,
as it left reminders of winter
and the passing of a day.
I gathered some daffodil
bunched up on the hill
and took them to the house
and in a vase I filled.
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There is love in the moment
and that is where you'll find,
blue skies and heart clouds
are a typical sign.
Roads well traveled
and a day with you,
makes everything
feel brand new.
in the field you'll find,
spring brings a new day
and records it to time.
Strolling along
it seems nothing is there
but I know your love is
what we share.
twelve months a year
as a reminder of the
storms and how we
are still here.
that had begun to bloom,
all of them a golden yellow
opening for me and you.
Forsythia and buttercups
just to name a few but
I picked out the daffodils
to share my love with you.
and clear as it can be,
I even saw the minnows
racing to hide from me.
The stream seem to whisper
in a calming kind of way,
"come down here beside me
and share this very day."
as I felt you by my side,
so I sat upon the bedrock
and held you soul and mind.
We were interrupted
and our stroll came to an end,
so I headed back with you
my warm and loving friend.
beyond the hemlock trees,
I gathered the daffodil
in honor of spring.
The walk a bit invigorating,
yes we are still alive
we made it through winter
one more year is now behind.
times from long ago,
as it leaves reminders
as the water recedes
and again flows.
I felt the icy coldness
of water to my feet
and like your love
I know to believe.
The trees in an almost silhouette
mother nature at her best,
wakes with morning sunrise
and good night in the west.
The views are nothing special
until they are shared with you
and everything is different
when our love shines through.
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