
I’m a vernal bloom, the tender daughter of spring.
My fair essence has been woven of pure beauty;
Into the land of eternity I flap my heart’s wings
This freed dove is nourished by glittering purity.
I’m that awaited messenger of freshness and vitality;
Of roaring rivers; green nature I bring all glad tidings.
Yes! Spring will come to establish justice and equality
and then for mirth and happiness little canaries sing.
The fate of winter days is joined to mortal doom and gloom.
A miracle will be expected if your warm hands take mine!
Into life’s garden, come, my companion, with me to bloom.
Our fragrance may create another spring through these lines!











Absolutely inspiring work, Poet!!! Stunning ideas flowing within the body of this creative wonder!!! Excellent metaphoric surrealism and outstanding imagery equal a masterpiece's living testamony of your muse's maahvahlous creativeness!!! Write on, shine on!!! 
















(LISA)

























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