Bob Blackwell - Spring Feeling

Give rise to exciting moments.
Trees bare, unclad, all wait for
their tiny swollen buds to burst
into a light green leafy feast.
The trees now verdant bright,
a mist of green comes into sight.

As winters chill and cold leaves;
the sun, wind, atmosphere warms;
to soften hearts, minds and souls.
A warmer sun, romantic feelings,
ignite minds with imaginings of
love, a mating song their mantra.

As birds chatter, twitter, court and
chase, their mating calls are urgent.
Swallows, flycatchers, and swifts revisit.
Cuckoo’s call is continuous and persistent.
Other birds once paired, start to collect
stuff, to build a nest, to raise new life.

Springs happy feelings are healing
broken hearts, mending past regrets,
giving hope of a caring mate to love.
Spring is a season for sewing seeds,
planting new hope, love, and care to
nourish life’s lovely new beginnings.


17-11-2008

Bob Blackwell

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