Pearls of fantasies shine in the waters of hope
That February turned tears to.
We will certainly free weakened hands from the ropes
If wonder is all that we do.
Let us build a small ship as a shelter-to-be
And paint it in colors of spring.
It is madness so sweet to spend life on the sea;
I will turn to a siren and sing.
In the song of my heart that will beat twice as fast,
Your own inner voice will reveal.
Reminiscence I'll crave is for ages to last,
I'll gift you a moment to steal.

Comments
celticman | March 22, 2011 - 20:37
beautiful imagery.
sue dinum | March 22, 2011 - 22:33
And this one is equally as good as Portrait. You definitely have a way with words, April... so natural and flowing. I'm keeping my fingers crossed for you for the cherries. Thank you for posting. Really enjoyed.
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