Pictorial Prose dances to the rhythm of the soul and the magic of nature. Each day is a journey through life and with it a view of the wonder and joy of the heart and mind with an explosion of passion and desire. The opposite of to live is to ...
Thursday, November 30, 2017
Spring
The robin said goodbye
as it quickly took to flight,
"I'll see you in spring"
it chirped with delight.
The trees now dormant
their leaves all down
as their branches arch
to touch the ground.
Winter is approaching
a hello and goodbye
as one season is passing
another stands with pride.
Crystal white snowflakes
will soon cover the ground
as the fireplace is burning
a warmth of love is found.
Time matters very little
as I know you're here with me
as we celebrate a moment ,
as if each day were spring.
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