My love for spring
the flowers sing
my heart aches for petals to love
to see the blue sky
and the soft birds that catch my fly
to stay under their wing of pride
the sun warms my side
from right to left
whispers budding days
rainbow’s rays
are glory days.
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Crying under a shower of rain makes you think the whole world is weeping with you. Standing under an Autumn tree makes you think the
Gypsy of flowers The winds carry many showers, flowers of petal towers swaying with life’s handshakes, writing in meadows with light shades. Curtains of sunlight
