Monday, February 11, 2013

I shook my sleepy head free of any snow
And let my vibrant Springtime color show.
In your warmth from behind a shady cloud
I stretch out in admiration aloud,

With a great yawn and a blossoming smile
I see you among my uniform aisle;
We are all grown in the Earth's green coiffure
Arranged beautifully by Man's nature.

Leaves and petals bend in your direction
Sweet nectar flowing is my confection.
You have me thinking about birds and bees
So I'll keep fighting off mean Jack Frost's freeze.

May you come someday down my earthly way;
Enough to hear a lover's two lips say,
As they pluck away the petals to nubs,
"It is me, and only me, that he loves."

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