The spring I crave for
I would say that
I am the tree of the falling leaves, you were the spring I kept dreaming of.
When all my leaves left, you stayed
my hope in this life.
I lived, drowning in your breeze, and I'm still living now.
You will forever be the spring I yearn to live
at least once.
A breeze that I felt, once in my life time.
You are important, always be happy beautiful
Copyright © Praful Rao | Year Posted 2025
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