flowers are blooming
birds are chirping
away, away cold from the North
time for your South sister to blow
bring the fire of the sun
and the warmth that covers the land
makes life come forth again
colors come forth,
blandness gone
life and light chases
shadows and death
wake up, wake up,
come alive again
live forth
before life passes
and the cold earth
calls to claim you again
Tuesday, April 5, 2011
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