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Click hereSpring has sprung.
So, why does the flower not grow?
Birds have sung.
So, why does it not build its nest?
Winter has ended.
So, why does white still fall?
Ways have mended.
So, why does my heart break?
Days are longer.
So, why does my night linger?
Love is stronger.
So, why does my soul wither?
You make me want to hug you in empathy with every "why".
kiss, Anna
A quandry of emotions well portrayed. The confusion comes through. Thanks
Hugo
This poem definetly provokes emotion..sad emotions though they may be..reflective and real..Loved it Tc