Promises of summer filled with warm tomorrows make my heart sing and dance with joy. The glorious sun gently taps, awakening sleeping flowers, coaxing them to bloom. The wind carries away the fragrance enticing the cupid of love.
Capturing summer promises in haiku form of poetry –
joyful flowers bloom
embrace spring with each petal
melting winter snow
the sun shining promises
warm days of tomorrow
swaying with the wind
leaves dance intoxicated
pleasant summer breeze
interlaced with every breath
beckoning true love
Writing is my passion, nature my inspiration. I enjoy reading and listening to music. Poetry is my favorite form of expression. I also write poems and articles on HubPages under the pen name "Vellur".
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