Playing With Rhyme Patterns...an Exercise

1.

Finally, Spring begins for real

I enjoy blue skies and green trees

Without the stab of pollen’s bite.

Does anyone care what I feel,

Or what she wants or what she sees?

Ah, I’m getting too old to fight.

Falling in love lands on a cloud,

Falling out is splat on cement.

With only your nose breaking the fall.

Got many things of which I’m proud,

So it’s time that I take the hint,

And clear my head to hear the call.

2.

I saw you post for a brief flash

“Concentrating on survival.”

And then, the words just disappeared.

You knew I was there for a dash

And would see the words' arrival.

Or was it the world’s eyes you feared?

I am silent. You have to know

That you alone can save your life.

As I alone take care of me.

But I know that your strength will flow

And you will overcome the strife

I pray you continue to be.