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