I look at the Peach blossom dancing fragrantly in the sun. I smell it's sweet nectar and cannot wait for it to fade, bringing forth delicious, golden and red fruit. Though I will feel saddened when the blossoms fade, my sorry will not last to long, once the trees are fully ripe with Peaches that I love to eat so much.
Apr 2, 2015
Apr 2, 2015 at 10:50 PM UTC
I look at the Peach blossom dancing fragrantly in the sun. I smell it's sweet nectar and cannot wait for it to fade, bringing forth delicious, golden and red fruit. Though I will feel saddened when the blossoms fade, my sorry will not last to long, once the trees are fully ripe with Peaches that I love to eat so much.
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