Three days cried a rain.
Three days wandered winds...
Three days caressed the sun...
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Spring will surely never desert you Tsira - - a lovely read thank you Fay...xx
An enchanting write, Tsira. Sometime Spring seems a long time coming, but never fear, the bluebird will return. As with all you poems, this was a pleasure to read, my friend. Thanks Richard
Spring is bound to come on the wings of that blue bird..A blue bird is a symbol of happiness in my part of the world. Your poems are always enchanting. And praiseworthy. Thank you for being a friend to my poems as well. Love, Sandra
A nice repetition, great poem and very well written. Best wishes, Andrew
But spring is in your heart and words Tsira thank you Chris 10 +++
The blue-bird is indeed the perfect metaphor for the return of spring. A highly original and imaginative expression of winter's never-ending journey. Love, Allie ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥