She Came At Spring
Spring Daughter
One spring I remember most fondly,
A time when my garden bloomed generously,
And my wife blessed me with my child,
From the moment she took my finger I almost died,
Overjoy, The blooming of a seed,
Overwhelming feelings, and I cried,
Floodgates opened, I cried, then she cried, I fell in love,
I fell in love the second time, first with wife, second with new life,
We called her Malena, an angel in our arms,
I have always been fond of my wife, that spring I had another love at home,
That wee child, her loving eyes I remember fondly,
I remember my marriage just as lovingly
About the Creator
Swords and Feathers
My name is Ritesh D. Singde. I write spiritual, philosophical poems that are often heartfelt. I'm inspired emotionally by instrumental music that I translate into metaphors and poems/short stories.
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Thank you for sharing this memory with us. It reminds us all of the joy and beauty that can come with new life and new beginnings.💝💖💗