Her favorite season was spring,
Watching life grow in around her,
As the beautiful birds would sing,
Although it made her mind stir,
"If life can re-grow in the trees
and the flowers; I can make my way
through this sadness with ease."
The realization had brightened her day
But recovery will not be that easy,
It would take much time,
To find a savior in the dark sea.
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