Hearts and Flowers


It is that time of year, when once again, hearts are pumping with a yen, for springtime to begin.


When the cold and dark of a winter's night, makes us yearn for light and bright, and for a springtime rain.


When love, trapped in the mind of daily grind, caught in the cold and left behind, yearns to break through.


When I begin to think of you.


When flowers and springtime share the light.


And bring summer days of clouds so white, and you.


Copyright 1998 © Ronald W. Hull




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