
When Spring comes
The land awakes in the
morning
Winter is still on my head,
but my heart’s warm in the light wind.
The Spring always follows
the cold days as the flowers start to bloom behind my garden.
When Spring comes
Trees are poems which write
on the earth and in everything
Oh, Spring!
The sky is blue and higher,
As life’s alive from some
other beginning’s end
Dear winter, thanks for your
lessons
Dear Spring, I am ready,
Nothing can dim the light
shinning from within
As so as the deep roots sing
the song without doubt
Then the flower buds begin
to smile in the new sunshine.
Hello Spring,
A lovely reminder of how
beautiful life coming…
TNTQ
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