Wish I could spend my days ignorant to the world.
Because my complex thoughts always keep me down.
I use to think it was nice when boys complimented girls,
But now that I know, I can't help but frown.
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Springs, yes, and the springing of hope, leading to gentle Summers. But life is not only about seasons, just as you say, so perhaps life is about hope for the future - and more importantly, taking the time and effort to make those hopes come alive! A nice, gentle poem. Rgds, Ivan
Commendable work, Kye. Well metred, and structurally mellifluous movement. You speak of change & hope as you allude to Spring....Life can somewhat be confluenced with seasons, in the vein of change, & renaissance....both of which your message here clearly speaks of....Job well done! ~ FjR ~ ..2008..