Golden Spring

I miss the days
of sweet-smelling,
honey-lighted haze
spent there.

I miss the days
of warm-breezy,
lovely new ways
spent there.

I miss the days
of peaceful quiet,
soft-hearted gaze
spent there.

I miss the days
of exciting spring,
but our charming love stays,
spent here.





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Thesilentraven This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
Jul. 29, 2010 at 5:42 pm
Beautifully written! I loved reading this; it refreshed my love for spring.
 
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