I wake up each morning
No matter what season, in spring.
For seeing you lie there,
Reminds me of each wondrous thing.
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amazing! ! ! ! well chosen words with great flow... spring that symbolises love and hope..thanks best regards, jdh
a very natural..simple..description of the spring...could hear the bird's sing...water flow and all....words haven't swept the beauty...lovely poem
GREEN WOLFE YOU NEVER WRITE A POEN THATS BAD ALWAYS ABOVE THE 10#. ITS GREAT WAKING UP NEXT TO YOUR LOVE. BUT AFTER 36 YEARS YOR LUCKY IF HES STILL BREATHING. JUST KIDDING BEEN MARRIED 36 YEARS. ALWAYS LOVE YOUR POETERY.
As always, beautiully written and obviously heart felt. I love your poetry. Thank you for sharing of your talent. :)
spring is such a beautiful time for love to blossom, the scent of such fragrances surrounding what is already beautiful. always endearing words fill these pages and leaves the reader gasping for a love that sings.... in the sping.
Absolutely lovely verses. Another master write.... Guess it's no use asking Wolfey Wolfey what's the time For him there is only Spring time; -) Very happy for you my friend, LT
The wondrous things we have, the blessings that nature brings to us...all was expressed in this such fabulous poem..............100++++++
Indeed, It is a wonderful experience, waking up in the morning looking at your love still sweetly innocently sleeping and being reimded everyday of the wonders of love. A poem beautifully rendered, wonderously capturing the effect, the moment and the symbolism all together. Angel
A sweet, tender penning that reflects the wonders of newfound love. Yes, the seasons will change, as will love, but it's the true bliss of springtime that we remember the most. Nicely done, Greeney! Linda : -)
Very tenderly written Wolfe my friend, your heart spills out your feeling through out....remarkable write....well penned
Love is such a splendid thing.very nice! ! ! ! ! I Hope you submit your last three poems.I would like to read them. Please read my poem AFRICA'S SOUL-it's for a humanitarian cause.Information at the end of the poem.
Nice. Makes me wanna feel kinda jealous or lonely. I feel left out. Where do you get your creativity from? What a good piece of art! :) Debbie