tisdag 8 mars 2011

Spring, at last.

At last,
I thought the cold would never go away,
that spring was just a dream,
something my head had made up,
at last the white sheet has disappeared,
warmth spreads across the skin,
the sun lights up my face,
I'm so happy,
I can't stop smiling,
I want to stay here in the happiness forever.

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