Poem -
April Showers.
Wild flowers bloom in April, fragrant thoughts,
Recaptured in my hand and baptised by showers.
Walking the path, enjoying getting wet.
‘She loves me, she loves me not,’ I play.
Plucking petals, a Russian Roulette.
ली
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Good write angel
Thank you Angel..???
This is lovely...enjoyed
Thank you Rose. Pleased you enjoyed.??
Hey LEE!!...... there's something that lifts the spirit when reading this...... it has a genuine feeling of light-heartedness that is lovely to bathe in....thanx so much for sharing this!!......ALL STARS!!.... well done dear poet brother!!.......LOVE & ROCKETS!!......T xo ?✴??
Thanks TT.. Always appreciate your read & insights...✍????