In sweet Springtime
the fields are abuzz,
while the breeze whispers
the scattered secrets
of compassionate couples,
who met during the season.
A picturesque paradise,
is peppered with flowers
that gracefully sway
atop the rolling hills
with their blooms held high,
colorful and confident.
Forest leaves rustle quietly
sighing softly like a lover
dreaming of their soulmate,
as birds flit between branches,
making their humble abode
in the boughs of fond memories.
Spring rejoices for a while,
bringing beauty out of burrows
and sprouting the shyest of seeds
before it carefully takes the earth,
and almost reluctantly, places it
into Summer's waiting hands,
as it wholeheartedly promises
to return once again,
as it always has,
every year.
Mar 28, 2025
Mar 28, 2025 at 9:15 PM UTC
In sweet Springtime
the fields are abuzz,
while the breeze whispers
the scattered secrets
of compassionate couples,
who met during the season.
A picturesque paradise,
is peppered with flowers
that gracefully sway
atop the rolling hills
with their blooms held high,
colorful and confident.
Forest leaves rustle quietly
sighing softly like a lover
dreaming of their soulmate,
as birds flit between branches,
making their humble abode
in the boughs of fond memories.
Spring rejoices for a while,
bringing beauty out of burrows
and sprouting the shyest of seeds
before it carefully takes the earth,
and almost reluctantly, places it
into Summer's waiting hands,
as it wholeheartedly promises
to return once again,
as it always has,
every year.
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