worth the wait

First Kiss

The first daffodil peaks
through the remnants of winter snow;
touchable sunshine,
token of life,
the witness that at last
spring has come.
Joyous spring, warm, bright;
you are worth the wait.

The first kiss,
tenderly placed on eager lips,
this long time yearning;
token of honor,
the witness that at last,
love has come.
Joyous love, warm, bright;
You are worth the wait.

Francesca