Spring
I am begging for the warm air,that is my prayer.
I want to smell that air full of blooming flowers scents.
No more snow please,
even bring back the bees.
I can't wait for the moment I can run outside,
without falling on ice.
The moment when you get here,
that is when my life will change and I can not bare.
The moment when you get here,
I will want to disappear.
Please come already.....
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