
It is always spring
In the soft blue of my soul
Blossoms are falling
Birds serenade the sunrise
Breezes are scented
The shadows dance like lovers
Your hand is always in mine
© Ann Bagnall
It is always spring
In the soft blue of my soul
Blossoms are falling
Birds serenade the sunrise
Breezes are scented
The shadows dance like lovers
Your hand is always in mine
© Ann Bagnall