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Imagine Spring
the early sunshine
is calling the morning ,
the trees and
the grass smooth as silk,
birds are gathering
with a new symphony
painting the Spring.
looking around
the flowers are smiling to me,
the sky sings along
with the birds from the branches
and the butterflies start dancing free.
invited at their dance,
lady bugs with small dots
are floating gracefully in the air
and on the ground,
fresh drops of dew shinning
under the fairy tale veil.
the smell of the reborn lives
is capturing my soul
and my senses,
I embrace the wind
who swings the butterflies
and my eyes are filling
with happiness.
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