It's Spring- <br />Wafting music <br />And fragrance <br />In the warm air. <br /> <br />Only on the outside. <br /> <br />I wait, like the <br />Selfish Giant, <br />for Spring to visit- <br />My heart; <br /> <br />I wait, for the <br />Benediction of <br />A loving thought <br />that I know <br />will come. <br /> <br />I'll wait; <br />For Spring <br />will not deny me. <br /> <br />Cannot. <br /> <br />For, <br />I believe. <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />Usha,16 February, '08<br /><br />Usha Pisharody<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/belief-22/
