Spring Fling by Liz Fielding

Spring has inspired poets throughout the ages. I came across this poem recently and enjoyed it so much I thought I'd share.

After months of waiting, spring has come at last,
enjoy it while you can it all goes oh so fast.
Spring is here. Spring has finally come...
It's the time for cheer, blossoming flowers, and happy dance.
The warm weather and sweet romance.
Spring is here. Spring has finally come...
Just a small town waitress who barely made enough to live off of,
She didn't believe in love.
A city bad boy, the new outcast,
running from a real hard past.
 

Spring is here. Spring has finally come...
Love is in the air, first crushes and harmless flirting,
the beginnings of a spring fling.
Bittersweet kisses and endless bliss.
Enjoy it while you can it'll all go oh so fast.
Spring is here. Spring has finally come...
As time flies by, spring quickly comes to an end.
He says goodbye, leaving her with nothing but a broken heart to mend.
Spring is gone. It all went by oh too fast.
As she cries, she begins to ask god why?
It takes a moment, but she soon realizes...
It was just a spring fling,
it never meant a thing.

Ivory Strife

What is your favourite spring poem?

Liz's latest romance, For His Eyes Only, published by Harlequin KISS is available now. You can find her at her website

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Chocolate Box Spring Blog Hop

Welcome to the Chocolate Box Spring Blog Hop. There'll be a load of posts during April and May from all the member of the Chocolate Box Blog - and a load of prizes including t-shirts, books from fabulous writers such as Donna Alward, Shirley Jump, Susan Meier, Kate Hardy, Jackie Braun, Ami Weaver, Samantha Hunter, Barbara Wallace and Michelle Douglas and - obviously - chocolate! There should be a rafflecopter at the end of this post - if I can ever get it to work - and the more things you click, the more chances to win. :)

My first post is on the colours of spring...

For me the great joy of spring is waking up from the black/grey/white palette of winter to a burst of yellows, purples, pinks as the spring flowers put on a look-at-me show.

Snowdrops are brilliant, but there is nothing like the zingy yellow of the daffodils and this year they have been a joy both in the garden and the little tete-a-tetes mixed with grape hyacinths in “welcome” pots by the front door.

After a particularly nasty winter – not particularly cold here, just endless rain – it seems that the flowers can’t wait to put on a show.

White and pink blossom is breaking out everywhere. The violets planted last autumn are in full flower. The stunning blue of the pulmonarias is lighting up a dark corner and golden wallflowers are filling the air with luscious scent. And across the road we look out on the gorgeous deep pink magnolia in a neighbour’s garden.

Even the tulips, that end-of-spring favourite, are sticking up fat green buds, in a hurry to join the show.

What flower says to you that winter is over, puts a bounce in your step, makes you smile?

Liz's latest romance, For His Eyes Only, published by Harlequin KISS is available now. You can find her at her website

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Spring...

All last autumn, the dh and I laboured in the new garden, planting bulbs to brighten the spring, perennials to gladden the summer. We're working on the do it once right method (hopefully), so that in future it's just maintenance and top ups.

All over the garden the buds are thickening on trees and roses, and the bulbs are bursting through the cold dark, earth. Daffodils, tulips, and the baby irises which are a favourite of mine.

Yesterday, the dh spotted this brave little soul which had unfurled its petals in the face of a bitter wind.

Very cheering.