when everything blooms and grows
gentle rain blow 'cross the plains
and in the mountains surrounding my home
yes, love is a springtime feeling
I think most people would agree
all those you see there on the street
holding hands and whispering close
springtime is around the corner
I'm opening my windows and doors
I don't want to miss one single chance
to let in its warmth and love
Poetry by M.J.B. is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-Noncommercial-No Derivative Works 3.0 United States License
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