It Is Spring Again

“Happiness is not seeing the unhappiness”

Wisely advised my mother and father.

Happiness is the reason to live,

Filling our body and soul with joy.

 

At times it's not enough to find love

When our own love rests in Spring,

Everything is beautiful, all is color,

The taste of togetherness and love.

 

We are inseparable.

When apart, sad and blue.

This beauty should last forever, endlessly

For lovers and those they love, without worry.

 

Why did the fragrant flowers fade?

The little green leaves have fallen.

Where are the eyes looking at each other

Embracing arms and moist warm hands?

 

I wonder if we forgot to water the tree of love.

Did the hot sun burn? Little insects

Invisible who ate away shredding

First the flowers, then the leaves.

 

It is too late, is our tree of love suffering?

May be we should be apart and miss the warmth.

Perhaps live through the hardships of separation

And then see each other in a new light; towards happiness.