In The Springtime

In the springtime, all things begin to glow,
autumn’s seeds that fell begin to grow
as a breath of newborn air
stretches out from everywhere.

In the springtime, love’s finger
stretches to touch everyone.
Eyes flutter to give new life
a chance under heaven’s skies.

In the springtime, tender kisses,
the promise of things to come.
Warm hearts beat tenderly
under a warming sun.