Sitting below the maple tree
Listen to the melody of spring
Reading a chapter of love sonnets
Carried away on a gentle breeze
Lost in my own world
Captured by the beauty of the day
My heart takes flight as I dream
I glide with each verse
And soar with each word of love
Wishing never to land
To stay amongst the clouds of love
And sleep upon a shining star...sprinkled lightly with romance
Patricia Gale
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/spring-time-and-love-sonnets/
