Spring where are you

Though this poem is about Spring, the writer feels the weight
of fall descending on her. Spring is where all things come to life and
bring joy but the delay of it creates a “spring” of sadness in her. There are
some memorable lines in this write and the combination of season with
the mood of the writer including some subtle rhymes makes this poem
one a reader will not forget…nicely done.

"I miss floating on clouds
the waves making beautiful sounds,
prints in the sand will never wash away."
^^
Me too!!

An excellent write, Dagmar! :)

"I don't see anything funny, trying to stretch that muscle would only hurt."
^^
Utterly brilliant line Dagmar! I love how you've used the seasons to reflect on your state of mind :-) x
=^.^=

Miss Dagmar,

A truly brilliant piece from you, and yes where is that Spring season? It feels so far away from here ate the moment
Well done and much warmth
Michael :)x

Excellently written, Dagmar, with some subtle rhyme sprinkled throughout. Sad, yes, but clever.

Take care,

Ben