Posted in 2019, Love, nature, poem, Poetry

Spring

Spring
Are you here?
I know they said the first day of
Spring is on the 21 of March.
All I’m feeling is the cold around me.
They said groundhog saw its shadow
I’m thinking that was a lie.
I’m starting to see the trees turn green.
Leaves falling from trees
Oh yea the pollen to set me
Sinus off.
But I’m not feeling the love.
Spring
Have you forsaken me
Do I need a call from the other side?
You know I been waiting for you.
I’m a spring baby
Waiting to feel your arrival.
Spring
Can you hear me?
I need you
I want you
Fill me up
Set me free.

4/1-2/19

~PJ~

A poem dedicated to the month of poetry. Do enjoy and hope you all are enjoying spring. God Bless