David Whalen

Rookie - 38 Points (5/18/38 / Covington Kentucky)

Ode To Spring



Spring…you tug upon my heartstrings
You’re akin to that last piece of cake
The last sip of that delicious drink…
That goodnite touch
From lips you love so much
That gives one pause to think

That all these things
That make life good
Are renewed from things that died
That unfurl anew, lacy wings
And challenge
Spring skies untried

These ol’ eyes have seen
Many Springs…
But never have become jaded
Through good times and of lean…
Spring’s have been a vision bright
And faithfuly unfaded.

Age has bedimmed so many things
Stolen away so many pleasures
That to see Spring arise
With these rheumy eyes
Is something still
That I treasure

So Spring, tug away…
Pluck these ol’ strings
Of my heart
Let me die
And be renewed
And of you
Become a part

I intend to enjoy
Every minute with you
In full knowledge
this might be my last
And let you know
And to thank you so
for all the Springtimes (with you)
…That Have passed…

Submitted: Sunday, April 06, 2014
Edited: Monday, April 07, 2014

Topic(s): Spring


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