First Blossom Of Spring

Author: Joyce Hemsley

Late in the evening
red roses he brings
a sudden impulse
First blossom of spring.
Archangels descend
my eyes become blurred
I thought love had 
ended until I heard 
his sweet words.

He said:

"Stay with me dearest
I love you alone...
a new day is dawning
with far brighter tone.

Three sonnets I write
each one is for you
I will set them to music
O joy we once knew!

And late in the evening
red roses I'll bring
In a clear crystal vase
First blossom of spring."