The Spring…

Spring reaches here,
With the dancing honey bees,
Along a trail of roses,
Passing by cherry trees.

In this verdure,
Flowers bloom;
The fragrance diffuses soon
Into the gloom.

Happiness takes over,
No more blues;
The rest will flow
I know it’s true.

So let’s go out
And chase rainbows,
And dance through the spring,
As the fireflies glow.

Featured Image –

http://www.mnn.com/earth-matters/wilderness-resources/stories/the-meaning-of-the-spring-season

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