A southern wind, a promise of spring,
days longer, soon and the robins will
sing. Rains bring life, snow is gone,
and the warmth is welcomed as the
winter has been so long.
Every creature man or beast can feel
the pull of the moon, trees are budding,
the Narcissus in bloom. Dreams are
building in both the young and old, a void
needs filling in a misplaced heart; spring
gives birth to loves new start.
For some love never ends, others it never
begins, it flows into the hearts of those
searching the waves of a soft southern
wind. Loves lost, hearts tossed, tears fall,
we grasps for a chance at happiness despite
Walking in the deepest valley or climbing the
tallest hill, once you find love your heart will
battle with your mind, you breath will be stilled.
Your thoughts will be filled with love and brought
to your new love on the wings of a dove.
“Life is short, live it. Love is rare, grab it. Anger is bad, dump it. Fear is awful, face it. Memories are sweet, cherish it.”
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