Kisses of Spring...

(No, these flowers are not this year...but it will be...soon:)

Let’s immerse ourselves

In the song of the breeze

Of robin and sparrow

And lace-collared trees

Let’s inhale the potion

Of bursting delight

Where earth is an ocean

Of emerald and white

And let’s discard duty

For free wander-lust

Admiring the beauty

New-born from the dust

Of hope in a blossom

And awe in a bud

As sleepy-eyed pansies

Awake from the mud

Let’s frolic in meadows

On carpets of clover

Let’s dream in the shadow

Where time is a lover

As moments, then minutes

Then wee hours wing

While we are immersed

In the kisses of Spring

© Janet Martin