Lady Springtime

poem by: Jude Kyrie
Written on Feb 05, 2015

It is always the same
Year after year
Like waiting for a date
Who is an hour late.
Will she ever come?
Am I Being stood up.

Then without warning
She appears from nowhere
The prom queen of seasons.
Carrying baskets of wildflowers
Dancing  through fields
Of bright yellow daffodils

Around her the misty rains
Warming Blue azure skies
Her blossomed breath
Kissing my cheeks 

We play like children 
Frolicking barefoot
In the meadows of green.
Dotted white with new life.

And her late arrival is forgiven.
How can her beauty not 
warm the coldest heart.
And even the harsh 
winter snows
 melt in her radiance

Tags: happy, inspirational, encouraging, imagery,

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Christopher Russon commented on Sep 24, 2017 at 3:40pm

Lovely poem.

anita neilson commented on May 24, 2019 at 2:38pm

Lovely, happy verse. Thank you for sharing. Anita

Frank Hornby . commented on May 24, 2019 at 4:59pm

Lovely poem.....spring just makes you feel happy....

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