I love the day when April smiles
the end of morning blight.
Flowers demand attention
birds atwitter, in their flight
seek out our cares to bury them,
and fill us with delight.
c Deabler, V.T.
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- Philly `burbs, Pennsylvania, United States
- All characterological defenses, fetishes and addictions are life-limiting attempts to fulfill personal strivings for creative heroism in service to the denial of death anxiety. V T Deabler, 2008 c2005-2006 All Rights Reserved
13 comments:
Yayyyy burying cares not poor birdies! I'm all up for delight ... bring on the nextus month!!! Yayyy no allergies!
Oh I soooooo looking forward to April and spring!
Candace
I see happy yellow smiley balloons, a four year old birthday party with picnic tables and a pony!! Yayyyyyyy V!!
Happy Spring, V.
*** Coy ***
Your poem is full of life...new life. That's what spring means to me. I love your poem, V. Thanx for sharing...gloria
I'm ready for the same thing, the fragrances of midmorning, and flowers in bloom.
Derek
I needed a Spring poem. There is a snow prediction in KY...3 inches...will snow on the new daffodils. :( Bah!
AMEN FOR APRIL. I hope it gets here son. I DID hear birds outside this morning as I was getting ready for my shower. ~Sooz
Lovely poem.... I feel just like that... : )
Hugs,
Michelle
great poem.
kathy
That is quite wonderful :)
Delightful - perfect "Spring" thoughts! _rRose
so very beautiful -- the words, as well as the soul that housed them. :-)
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