let the sun shine let the sun shine in

Is springtime at last approaching?

My hitherto forced grins

Are becoming more spontaneous.

Now I can come out

Of my shell again

And face the world.

Not cut out for winter,

I fall in love

With each vernal outburst.

 I wish it were permanent.

Join us for quadrilles in  dverse   forty.four.word poetry.

 

the good life

I thought my life would be like  cartoon talk or a piece of gum,

Ever ready to be contained within,  or to produce, a bubble.

I soon shall figure out a way to make it so.

         I sha’n’t relax until I see that day.

 

Time for the third quadrille where De wants us to bubble with 44.word poetry at

dversepoets