Tuesday, February 9, 2010

a poem really writen about spring

It smelled of spring again today;
A scent alone in the midst of winter.
Snow yet covers the ground - grey,
And it will snow again tomorrow.

An icy shadow covers me;
A blanket of fear to protect
My soul from biting winds
As I hide from the scent of hope.

It smelled of spring at last today;
A light alone in the midst of darkness.
Sun shines through the clouds - gold,
I will save it for tomorrow.

The icy shadow covers me;
A blanket of fear to prevent
My soul from forming roots
as I reach for the scent of hope.

I want to smell of spring today;
A breath of life in the midst of dieing.
Life grows through darkness - green,
I will grow on through tomorrow.