March promise

A cold March awaits me
With those young pointy flowers
that stars at me curious during my walks.
A whole brought season in front,
The do not look back to the cold winter
And happily channel their energy
To shine this year.
No promised result, no guaranteed next year, only one year more.

Bridge

Tame your impatience
And start tasting the fruit of your work.
The bridge you have built
With your hands and your passion
You vary it on your shoulders.
It will become longer or steeper
with every lesson and every scar,
But will always take you over troubles and to the other side.

Photo album

Opening like a flower
To welcome those new possibilities
Only the horoscope can confirm you
But that you worked so hard for.
Remember those beside you
And the hands you are shaking
That come with a true smile.
Your photo album is forming
And you are coming to the front in the pictures.