The Smiles of Spring...

He sends me smiles

In daffodils

Lounging on forgotten hills

In dashing breeze

In sudden plea

Of thought beguiling poetry

In dipping sway

Of kited string

Drunk on the mellow lay of spring

He sends me smiles

In waning light

Of afternoon becoming night

And echoes dangling

On the air

Child-laughter unrestrained by care

The azure lilt

Of cloudless sky

Reflected in a true love’s eye

He sends me smiles

In robin-hymn,

In babbling brook, in willow-limb

In broadened shade

Of budding slope

In orchards fragrant with new hope

He sends me smiles

As nature sings

In one accord the songs of spring

© Janet Martin