Oh, Spring My Love
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Written, April 13, 2024
For the contest, Sonnet-Lipogram
Sponsor, Emile Pinet
Oh, Spring my love I feel now your sweet hug,
you send soft breezes to stroke- to entice;
Spring your loving fingers . . . my serene drug,
I longed for you through winters coldest ice.
Putting on my prettiest dress for you,
so we will frolic ~ spin ~ twirling, whirling;
under the sun . . . under the sky bright blue,
even the wildflowers will be swirling.
We will stroll where lovers left their footprints,
oh, they felt hope for their love to flourish;
the lovely girls in flowered cotton chintz,
I love you Spring for my soul- you nourish.
Spring, I listen to you whisper to me;
in the nighttime . . . where I exist with thee.
Copyright © Constance La France | Year Posted 2024
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