Springtime – the infinite possibility the high hopes and pull towards the things that make us feel free.
Beautiful surrounds, sprouting blossoms, warmth is in the air, the sun melting away winters lull, ignite the passions of the soul, finding newness and the movement of nature’s renewal.
Flowers bloom, the sweet breeze swaying the paintings in my room.
I lay in solitude, I dream, I excite, that this may be the springtime that has truly sprung, a new beginning a time of love.
Yasmin Willmott, Killcare
Spring has sprung and so has my Allergies
Yes the Flowers are so pretty
but please I cannot stand it at all
from the wind to the dust and pollen
my Nose needs a break from all of this
So Spring I love you only a small bit