my eyes they strain to stay open
in the peace, and quiet
that’s finally arrived
the wind sings lullabies
that mimics your breathing
from the sun shadows dance
over each closed eye
lilies put on a show
plie-ing gracefully in the wind
baby blue birds stealing glances
at their precious new friends
and me, I’ve began to cherish
the little pleasures in life
like the distractions of a book
and the warm spring sunlight
Mmm… Spring sounds nice this time of year. It has started to get cold ❄ Great poem!
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Keep warm, friend + thanks for reading 🍂
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I’ll try 😉
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