Spring Serenade

Spring is here. Why so blue?

Is that a tear I see you shed?
Is it of sorrow or of dread?

Before you answer me though,
turn, and take a look around.
Spring is here, its beauty galore!
In sadness, you need not be bound.

For the flowers, they are blooming
and it's only you, they are wooing.
And the sun and the birds
together, inspire these words
of happiness I want you to feel.
Is it too much then, to make of a deal?

The butterflies, to you they plead
while waving across the wind
my awed attention, is what they lead.

The dew, glistening as it is,
reflects on that pout
you wear on your lips.

Oh, little girl, don't you be afraid
for your happiness is the purpose
of my little spring serenade.

So what use is it, to see you sad?
When a smile is what
would make me glad.

But I soon realize, that you were not blue.
For your sadness, was anything but true.

With all that's been said,
And all I've hoped and prayed,
You had just bumped your head
And a fool I had been made!

Author's Note

Just something I came up with spontaneously.

Reviews

[An owl on the moon]

There is such a beautiful appeal to view the world, to see the wonder coming alive.. and then you've realized even more within your scene that appeals to the heart... Made me want to go outside and look around at spring's song...

[Samuel Dickens]

In any event, your intentions were good. Springtime presents so many happy possibilities that its arrival should cheer anyone up.

[FJ Davis]

Great concept, Murtuza!

[Kelly M.]

I love the spring! Great write.

[Kiri Nells]

Extremely well written with lots of emotion! Great write!
Kiri