The Whispers in the Wind


Flowers, grass, and trees meet in the one season of love.
Sweet smelling roses are around the cove.
Smiling people take in the fresh air.
Bursting colors are everywhere.
A man approaches me with chocolates in his hand.
He tells me about the journey to find me, and how it was grand.
I smile with my heart full and I tell him how winter was dull.
He says fear no more, spring has come.
Soon enough love will be found for everyone.

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