A Spring Day. We need.

(April is poetry month. Mew poetry number twenty-eight.)

A Spring Day. We need.

1- Careless words, careless thoughts.

They can make us blind to the truth.

2- Like this, she told me.

Take my hands, kiss my face.

Like this, is how we know what love can be.

3- She asked me to tell a tale, she asked me to make her smile.

I told her. I made a wish for the kindest and most beautiful girl in Michigan.

And I found you my dear love.

4- Madness, we shall know.

Hard days shall come and we will become stronger.

If we live long enough, we will learn.

Appreciate the good days and try to forget the bad days.

5- Her voice, soft and tender. She told me.

Winter is gone and the warm Spring is here.

We will wander to Lake St. Clair and allow the sun to touch our face.

We will create the perfect day and allow the memory of Winter to be forgotten.

John