Spring Puddles


Forsythia so bright and yellow

Yet diamonds strain the hyacinth-stem

Her smile is more precious than glazes of gold and the glitziest of gems

Rain pouring down on a seaport-town,
She’s jumping over puddles missing me be around

Strike one, two, three goes the ball
With bases loaded I risk it all

Thank God it is only the fourth-inning, I am grateful for today and another new-beginning

About Timothy S.

I am of lover of all. I love people. I believe everyone should be heard and I hope during that process that peace, love, encouragement, learning and growth are spread throughout society. I would much enjoy if you interact with my Journey so I can learn from you. Sign up for email updates when I post a new article.
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