Spring In The Air
Am i dreaming or been taken
Above the wings of fantasy
One eye closed the other open
Is it virual life or reality
I start to smell rain in heaven
I feel the wind caress my face
Dust so softly feels when its beatten
My footsteps leave a marked trace
Smooth earth between my fingers
Running like gold melting in the sun
Fragrant breeze in my sense lingers
The budding trees crowning the lawn
The time is ripe to live in mood
Not so cold to freeze,or hot shade
Zephyr lightly shaking the wood
Hibernation life starts to fade
Spring ease calming my dreaming pen
Dipping my brain in pinky ink
I must leave my old poetic den
Have some fun out, befor i sink
March winds and April showers gone
Time for strolls,for smiles has just come
May will bud and grow from the thorn
Into flowers full with goddess' rum
By truefeeling
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