Spring
It is already a spring; leaves has fallen and snow has melted, with each dawn, the world embraces it's warmth as the frosty breaths bid their last goodbye. With each dawn's blush, let us revel in this season's art. Hopeful spring!
It is already a spring; leaves has fallen and snow has melted, with each dawn, the world embraces it's warmth as the frosty breaths bid their last goodbye. With each dawn's blush, let us revel in this season's art. Hopeful spring!
May be I want to be a daisy in a wild which eventually withers but brightest and free of judgment at the moment; stretching my essences to the far with no ends, blooming with grace enjoying the sunlight and rain; uphold my purity, lush and innocent. May be that way I will be more fulfilled with this life.