The Colour of Spring

by Richard Vince

The world is freshly minted;
Renewed by the rising Spring Sun
That washes away the dust of Winter
And repaints the land and sky.

I want to write about
How I love the Spring, but
I fear that I will write about
Nothing, even though this is
Enough to gladden my heart.

I would like to imagine that
Millions of people have awoken to
This beautiful morning and
Smiled, but no one else seems to be
Looking out of the window.

Now I have stopped smiling too:
Sadness tends to spread.
But so does happiness, so I must
Try to help others to see
What I see, so that they can
Relocate their mislaid smiles.

I hope that the rising Spring Sun
Will not stop at the land and the
Sky, but will return life to
The people too.


Posted on 08/27/2011
Copyright © 2023 Richard Vince

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Kristine Briese on 08/27/11 at 08:02 PM

Oh, Richard this is beautiful! Straight onto my faves list. The lovely imagery, the warmth...incredible.

Posted by Mo Couts on 08/28/11 at 04:27 AM

I ditto what Kristine said! This makes me feel all warm and fuzzy on an early, chilly morning!

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