nothing could have prepared me for the love and admiration I felt for spring.
the feelings she brought upon me were just one of her hidden beauties.
her hair was many colors and no colors all at once, unlike the ugly natural tones of fall.
i noticed how her smiles and laughter made tulips bloom.
the first time i witnessed that i made a promise to myself:
i would try my hardest to keep her smiling.

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i met two seasons
Puisisome seasons come and go, but others seem to stay forever ©️kairipopa poetry