Good morning.
Good morning, cherry trees, stretching awake from the winter,
Your pink and white lace flowers flirting with the spring wind.
Your pink and white lace flowers flirting with the spring wind.
Labels: contemplation, nature, poetry, seasons
posted by Plain Foolish | 5:47 AM
1 Comments:
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