May the garden of your heart be in perpetual bloom!
the azaleas bloomed then blew away, the lovely pear blooms did not stay so brief is our bloom gone tomorrow before we are fully aware of the beauty we carry, the spring in our hearts the bloom in our cheeks rose petals softly fall at our feet, covered with soil, buried again to be nourished in the deep, rising in glory, the cycle of blooms
You suddenly blew in with a thunderous wind just as the blossoms were starting to bloom, just as the darkness was giving me room to breathe and to feel the absence of gloom, here you come again with your icy wind that closes me inside and makes me want to hide where no one can get in. But look, I see the days expand and lengthen long, oh, yes, I hear the birds they sing a springlike song. Your blustery winds are fading away, the sun with its warmth is coming to play, one of these days Spring is coming to say, "Welcome! I am here."
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