The refreshing breath of spring remains with me,i shall collect the flowers and sit by the rivers. Climb the mountains and explore the valleys.
I will chase the butterflies and the rainbows. Listen to the bird songs and follow my heart into summer.

And when the first leaves fall, i know the time has come to start letting go. Becuase searching flowers, rivers, rainbows and butterflies in the winter months i will just catch a cold.

And with you when things are good their great but then everything good has an experation date

I have learned to enjoy the butterflies and the rainbow when the breath of pring is here, but when the last leave fall i will also accept the cold of the winter air.
When im inside my home

I can find myself again.