Spring

In the spring a young girl’s fancy lightly turns to thoughts of....shoes.

Shoes shining like the sharp, stoic sun.

Shoes to frolic on frozen fields of bulbs.

Shoes to delight daring digits.

In the spring a young girl’s fancy lightly turns to thoughts of.... skirts.

Skirts to dance amongst the downy daffodils.

Skirts to sashay through multicoloured floral days.

Skirts to release languorous legs from woolly winter woes.

In the spring a young girl’s fancy lightly turns to thoughts of....handbags.

Love...that’s for the birds.