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Spring is almost sprung.
The flowers await the rain.
I understand their longing
because the time I spend
without you drives me
quite insane.
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Spring is almost sprung.
With the silence of the leaves
and the smell of honeysuckle air
my soul smiles remembering
the last time you were here.
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Spring is almost sprung.
Life thaws and wakes
Mother Nature to start anew.
As I remain patiently waiting for you.
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Thanks for reading! - Sam
About the Creator
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Sam Harty is a poet of raw truth and quiet rebellion. Author of Lost Love Volumes I & II and The Lost Little Series, her work confronts heartbreak, trauma, and survival with fierce honesty and lyrical depth. Where to find me
Comments (5)
Lovely poem
This is lovely - I feel like I tend to count the days until spring time! :D
Lovely Sam, really nice words
How lovely! I can’t wait for spring :)
lovely <3