Monday, October 18, 2010



I welcome the freesias
the perfumes of spring
the colour of lilacs
and bluebells to ring.
Here is the season,
in the joy of the sun
bringing growth
and much colour to come.
Golden rays on my hair,
bright shining eyes,
there is warmth in the air
and blue in the skies.

So here is the spring
for the close of the cold
spring-cleaning to clear
and lighten ten-fold.
Oh joy, for the spring
and the pleasure I feel
oh joy to my heart
with the release of the past
oh joy, oh joy
I am heartened at last.

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