Sharing words with you.

Spring has return..

Taking out the trash my tears falls out my eyes,

gray cloud was all i knew,

When this cold white salt will end?

No sun or rainbows

No green garden or more flowers

My heart really aches...

But the shame was up to end.

waking up next day i saw the window hopeless

Finding out a tiny silver lightning,

Then i ran down very fast,

feeling  window's strengh

I saw a small flower

in the dry , empty and boredom field,

I smile to myself, I have  faith again..

Spring has return.. dear friend.