Maiden of Spring
12th August, 2010 by Christine
Spring is slowly creeping
quietly she peeks into
the world
The scent of her fragrance
floral in all its glory
drifts through air
Playfully she begins
to ting the barren ground
with drops of color
She giggles in the breezes
the hint of warmth flirting
in the sun
The grace and charm
of innocence at its finest
approaches once more.
Christine R. Senter
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