This is a complete redo of A Dance With Spring.
Pretty in Pink
April blossoms caressed my face
and fluttered down with spring time grace.
With arms outstretched I danced with glee
as passersby just stared at me.
Pink blooms fell like fluffy snow
and gave the park a rosy glow.
In awe I stood and allowed the scene
to calm me with the pink and green.
I then lay down in shroud of pink
happy to hum and pray and think.
Without a care that time went by
my eyes so full of bright blue sky.
My fingers touched the silken bed
where briefly I had laid my head.
The perfume was such a heady scent
my heart was full, my mind content.
I knew that soon I had to go
and leave that pretty April snow
but recollection so often brings
the same sweet joy in simple things.
copyright2011 spb
Absolutely a pleasure to read...just lovely! Dorothy A Poet Who Loves To Sing
Absolutely a pleasure to read...just lovely! Dorothy A Poet Who Loves To Sing
Delightful read. Your pleasure is unmistaken and felt by the discerning reader.
I think on balance I prefer Dance with Spring, but it's good that you have left both online to let us compare. The image of "April snow" is beautifully captured on the illustration.
My sincere thanks to each of you!:)
A wonderful cadence dances throughout both poem and picture - thank you for this bright morning read Susan.
A beautiful and joyous write Susan..I agree with Karin
Your picture complements the poem as if they were made for one another Susan. The rhythm is wonderful and I can feel the joy throughout this gorgeous poem and what a beautiful memory it is for you~~
beautiful poem,full of laughter of the spring,and love for simple things in life.enjoyed !