It's beautiful, spring is. The brilliant, colorful flags of the heralds before Summer comes marching in full array of horses and men with their bright, flashing armor. :P You make weird allegories when you've spent several hours playing knights with your brothers.
Well, I wrote a poem about spring. It's not yet titled very well...so I won't worry about that. :)
The houses fly by
As freely down the road we fly
Happy chatter, almost there
Blooming trees are everywhere
Strawberries, they always seem
Much tarter with vanilla ice-cream
Friends are here, as we ate
A spider sits above our plates
Snakes ans spiders, coming out
Reminds me of something to talk about
Drag along, and try not to run
Warmest room, brimming over with sun
Talk of things that we enjoy
Crazy, fun-filled kids, two girls and a boy
Hours pass, let's go outside
Teasing with laughter 'till we die
Violets picked in the evening like,
Birds alight in homeward flight
Learning much, loving more
As a friend slips out the door
Sun is gone over the hill
Nighttime breeze, the world goes still
Go inside to escape the cold
Wonder at the wilted flowers you hold
Smell the flower, spicy-sweet
And suddenly the day becomes complete
The stars make a picture in the sky
Looking down at me as my heart does cry
Just a minute more, to spend in this spring
This day has been such a mysterious thing
I wish to go, yet wish to stay
Alas, I just wish for another happy day
More foolish moments, there will be some
But simple joys shall always come
One last moment, a touch and a laugh.
AND THAT'S IT!!! :) Loved writing that thing...now, if I could squeeze out those feelings of overwhelming nostalgia that I feel when I hear the train go by. T.T
Argentia ♥
P.S. Violetta, I wish I knew how to speak Italian. I would write my poem in that language so you understand. T.T Someday I will learn. :)