She hears the song
Every morning,
The birds on the trees
Dancing in the cool breeze
And down the river
She goes...
Slowly,
She sees
Life returning,
And the bursts of colors
Bright and many,
They never fade
Even as night falls
When all is still,
When all is stirring in vivid dreams;
Spring!
She breathes everything in,
Her heart full of wonder
And joy.
* image from Instagram: bennguyen8
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