Four Seasons, a, la Prima Vera: Springtime

Allegro.

(find the recording and follow the movement)



The happy sounds of love and our children in the morning

The are bringing us breakfast in bed.

They love to serve us while we are not yet out of bed.

(For they know how we love to be together,

especially in bed, so they want us to stay in bed,

together, as long as possible!)

They vie with each other over doing us favors this morning.

A brief dispute arises over who loves us the most!

You intervene and settle the argument

with a mass-embrace and a multitudinous kiss

which includes ME!

The children withdraw and leave us to ourselves

and to our smiles.

We are supremely happy to be having this lovely

Springtime breakfast

of toast,

and joy,

and then,

each other!

I SO love you!

We finish,

then go about our daily duties,

all around our home,

with the sweet, fresh memories of

THIS MORNING,

and 1,000 others accompanying us

throughout our day.

So nice.

In love with you.

Beloved, truly, the meaning of life

is you.  That is why

my whole being

is in love with you.

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Funny poem, good poem too. Hmmm, the tittle call my attention. Haha, but it was funny the poem for me. I don't know why maybe some sentece there in parenthesis. Good poem.
Have a nice and beautiful life!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
~My Best Wishes~
:)