Spring Love

Today, I awoke, with one thought in my mind,

Which was to give my love one, a flower of a kind.

Never do I truly get to tell her, how much she means to me,

How the beauty of her soul, makes me want to always sing.

Tomorrow, I shall teach the birdies how to choir,

And lure the sun, into awaking even brighter.

I want to decorate that day, with a hundred of her smiles,

And give her the first bud, out of all the many, morning flowers.