Whistling welcome
I love the wind in my hair
On a cool spring day
Blow, blow, blow away
Winter's ails and memories
Show me life again
Maybe love as well
To refill my aching heart
Even a warm kiss
Yes, sun will do that
But I need a pretty girl
To give one to me
There's one on the heath
She's up there ahead of me
Pretty as a picture
Image of Monet's painting found at www.claudemonetgallery.org
She is definitely pretty as a picture, and I loved your 'springy' poem.
ReplyDeleteMay the wind always blow out the old and blow in the new. I hope 'love' is blown your way this spring.
ReplyDelete:) this is such a great transition into spring
ReplyDelete:) this is such a great transition into spring
ReplyDeleteA tempting offer on that hill..i hope it is full of satisfaction..and fun!
ReplyDeleteI really enjoyed this : ) What a lovely piece!
ReplyDeleteMaybe the wind will blow her your way!
ReplyDeleteIt isn't spring where you are, but it is here, and this is a lovely poem for weather such as I've been experiencing.
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