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Spring
Contributed by
Cynthia
on
Friday, 10th January 2003 @ 07:00:00 AM in AEST
Topic:
NaturePoetry
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Spring,
Is a beautiful thing,
It makes young,
Lovers hearts,
Start to sing.
Hearing the sweet song,
Of a bird,
Makes me wonder,
If it's a song,
I've heard.
The sand crunching,
Beneath my feet,
Watching and listening,
To birds as they sing,
And fly,
From tree to tree,
Flowers blooming,
Grass growing.
Watching people,
On the street,
And wondering,
If they are,
Destined to meet.
Two doves floating,
On a breeze,
Their hearts,
Entwined gracefully.
Champagne chilling,
Underneath a tree,
Lovers hearts,
Singing a song,
That is dear to me.
Makes my heart sing,
I love listening,
To the sounds,
Of spring.
In our hearts,
There will always be,
The sights,
Sounds,
And smells,
We will forever,
Treasure,
For eternity.
Written November 26 2002
Copyright ©
Cynthia
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2003-01-10 07:00:00]
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Re: Spring
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by spooky on
Saturday, 11th January 2003 @ 08:49:01 PM AEST
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| i wish that everyday was spring this way we all could feel this way,,well written,,a friend in words,,,spooky |
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