” It is must be spring “

Sour cherry blooming
Vale axle leaning towards sun
Dancing trees, gentle breeze and colourful flower valley
Missing something like childhood fun
Watching butterfly on flower with Broken wing
It is must be spring
Recalled the time with her
Beneath the evergreen oak tree
Disappearing in books, in sun, in music
And come back as something better
In the last spring
want her again in the end of long days
beginning of the long nights
closed his eyes and wished
to live with her till his last heartbeat
Whispering this secret to oak tree
Tree tells the secret to wind
And wind makes his heartbeat to sing the love song
It is must be spring

KapildsRawat

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