Only The Spring Remains

a poem for spring (and the other seasons too I guess)

I was born in the spring

I used to love the snow, and the wintertime

And playing in it until my fingers and toes were numb

Long days in the car, just to slide down the same hill over and over again

Singing carols to strangers, all dressed in a red dress

I used to love summer heat on the beach 

Riding the surf for hours on end, rolling in the sand

Finding that sand in my lunch, and following that grainy meal with salty sea water

I used to love to autumn leaves and sky

Jumping in piles, and making crowns to befit a fairy princess

Wearing cute sweaters and staying out late

I don't love much anymore

I do love the spring

I was born in the spring

I love the rain, and I love the sun

Playing and not caring, hiding and being safe

Drinking hot tea, and cold lemonade 

I love the flowers and their shy colors
Not afraid to be themselves but still a little

Like me, as I curl my hair and smile again'

Me in my floating blue dress and a careless tune

I love being able to stand on my own feet 

To not wish, but to do and to feel

To not want, but to get and experience
I love that there is magic that not even my mind in it's dark place can kill

That laughter can still burst from simply being

Knowing that another year, has brought another spring

And the joy that I still feel
I don't love much anymore

I do love the spring

Author's Note

written extremely quickly and not very well, but it was fun

Reviews

[Lyric]

I really like it, it's so sweet and light

[AJadeLion]

Thank you so much!

[Lyric]

You're welcome :]

[alf]

Hi HockeyPrincessJade. This is a delightful read!!! Hints to me of a life where early emotions were confused and happiness was found in the solidity of socially accepted standards. the second stanza is a much more mature acceptance of oneself, a newly gained confidence, having endured the first romantic heartbreak, but knowing life beckons to new beginnings. There are many layers of hurt and sadness lurking beneath the veneer of happiness, and this makes it a very well expressed poem, alf

[AJadeLion]

That's amazing to hear, thanks a ton for taking that time to say that! Xoxo