Spring-2010

Pair of robins, in the field I saw,
red breasts, in the winter thaw.
They do foretell, in their dance,
another April renaissance.

Romantic poets of 18th Century,
are read again, to solve the mystery.
Of earthly spring and love,
blessed by heaven above.

Life is joy and bliss, we’re told;
How to believe in this fools gold?
It is the paradox of spring,
a perennial, but, temporary thing.


Puma/MMX
Copyright:2010/Tony Puma
‘Voices in my head, verses to be read’.