"April Showers:" a Poem

Spring is a time of growth.

But not just for flowers,

it’s for wishes and dreaming

and falling in love.

 

Color fills the Earth,

But so does hope.

Warmth thaws the heart that froze in winter.

Dandelions whisper your heart’s desires as they scatter to the wind.

 

Love fills the air once more, and I know that spring is near.