Spring Time

Spring Time

Before the shadows take hold
Of me of my mind of my heart
And the little whispers of spring
Like droplets of pain taking hold of my mind
My minds, broken somewhat
As I collect those letters pure of heart
The lessons I've learned
From the retreating of spring
Spring that I've left behind that time
When there was love in the regions of our minds
When spring sprang in between the road of old
The castle bell the wooden bridge
Where the river flows, so blue
In between the unheard lyrics
Sung or not by you
In my dreams,  I whispered
Here..
In ignorance taunting despairingly
Those winds crossing here everywhere
I find myself writing
Those words I've found here
In the silence of the night
That silent kiss
From the lips the unknown man that knew not
It Was Spring Time

By Connie James.