The season
Of a lot
Of rain
The season
For flowers
To begin
To bloom
For trees
To begin
To grow their leaves
Again
The season
For everything
To "awaken"
The beauty
Of nature
Comes around
And its just
Like magic
It really is
Truly beautiful
To see everything
Coming back
To life.
YOU ARE READING
Black Endless Journeys
PoésieDisclaimer: Most of the poems I wrote. Others are poems that were written by other people whom I related to with their words. These are just my thoughts and feelings. No need to worry, I am okay.
