Pictorial Prose

Pictorial Prose
Indulging my most lucid daydreams

Sunday, February 07, 2021

Bloom

 I heard the song of the blue bird in flight

he arrives each spring bringing joy to life, 

I await his arrival from March through May

in hopes of a glimpse of what comes with faith. 


I felt the magic that love can bring

it touched my heart and made my soul sing, 

from the moment I knew what love could bring

something inside of me awoke from the dream. 


I keep the feelings of sweet tucked safely inside 

the memories of  both you and I, 

like a day in spring when all begins a new

my love continues to grow and bloom. 

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