First day of spring poem

My snowdrops are up, shivering, but visited
by honeybees, and so I offer you my mother’s
love poem to my dad, written in 1924, while
their May marriage was pending.

Because of You
by Vera Wardner (not yet Dougan)

This year, because I know you,
Spring is lovelier than it ever was before:
The skies more blue;
Spring magic in the swelling buds that hold
New life.  And on this day
I never knew the wind to be so gay!
The sun so gold!
The earth mystic with promise –
Trees serene with secret joy!
The spring enchantment’s in the air anew.
I wonder why it is – because of you!

©2014 Jacqueline Jackson

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