i saw the first bloom
a splash of pink against green
wake, it said, it’s spring
sampaguita blooms
sweet scents from across the seas
floating in the breeze
spring time promises
roses blooming one by one
each kissed by the sun
i saw the first bloom
a splash of pink against green
wake, it said, it’s spring
sampaguita blooms
sweet scents from across the seas
floating in the breeze
spring time promises
roses blooming one by one
each kissed by the sun
I just might have to get out of the house and enjoy the day instead of sitting here rewriting my novel.
What about you? Any exciting plans on the first day of spring?
Outside my window
the world goes on
the dahlias keep blooming
till each one withers and is gone
The green beetle flutters its wings
humming loudly against my ear
deep inside, I worry about everything
as I do year after year
But life keeps on going
and the dahlias will bloom and go
the sun rises and sets each day
life goes on – that much I know.