Deceitful Spring




Nature renews itself each year

Spring is whispering sweet deceitful lies

As flowers pop up out of nowhere here

Making  promises of eternal life

Still maybe my own end is near

Or  is it just my  midlife crisis that is haunting me?

Nature showing off with youth so dear

Meanwhile I am pulling out my first grey hair

Not feeling young  at all

Is this my Spring or Fall?




entrry for Jingle Potluck

Comments on: "Deceitful Spring" (10)

  1. belfastdavid said:

    A poem Ina which made me smile. 🙂

    Although I am not going to tell you how long ago it was when I Pulled out “my first grey hair”. 🙂


    • Well I think I won’t make it a habbit 🙂
      Thank you for smiling, that makes me smile too 🙂

  2. ahaha! At least no there’s no hair fall 🙂

  3. go dye it haha! (just kidding) and yea- your questions are very pertinent to many people.. keep it up ina! here’s my potluck

  4. love spring poems,

    keep smiles coming…


  5. Oh wow!
    Ina, this is really nice! I loved this totally.. 🙂

    Beautiful, witty and flowing- all of that n more 😀

    Hugs for sharing a fine poem xoxox

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