Stout Friend

Spring Love

Pinch me in the morning you’re still here

It’s been months but full of years

We watch the flowers and trees bloom

Over morning coffee in  the porch room

Spring love let me sing

The flowers I’ll bring

The notes will ring

Spring love let me sing

When I saw your old lover in the crowd

I just wanted to shout out loud

You crazy dumb ass fool

You ain’t the sharpest tool

Why he left I do not know

Is it inside you that has yet to show

I do believe it was a flaw of his

Not to treasure your kiss

Spring love let me sing

The flowers I’ll bring

The notes will ring

Spring love let me sing

Meet me halfway

Agree to disagree

Hear what I say

You mean so much to me

I didn’t win you as much as pick you up

I showed you friendship that wouldn’t stop

Even gave you that alone space

Plus, I’ll do it all with grace

By Dave Schipper (c) 2019 Rose Riversongs