In Spring

In Spring
when flowers bloom
and a hint of warmth
crawls into the air
It’s a little easier

At morning
when the grass is damp
and the promise of sunrise
teases the horizon
things are a little better

In the beginning
when fires burn brightest
and the only thing that matters
is here and now
it’s a little sweeter

 

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