Flowers blooming, birds chirping, and bees buzzing.
Water flowing gently through mountain sides.
Spring is a person just like you and me. Spring is the little old lady that lives across the street. When your sad, you talk to her for advice, and you helped her with anything that she needed.
She is a person, but...
You have to listen to her
YOU ARE READING
Life is a Long Story
PoetryLife isn't about finding yourself, it's about making yourself. --George Bernard Shaw 💚
