I await wait and wait
Eagerly, eagerly, eagerly for the spring to arrive
I would then thrive
To lift my me to bask in the glory of spring!
Life to me was dull and boring
The fragrance of flowers, the rustling of the winds, the yellowish sun shooting out its beams
Carry me in my world of day dreams
I am fine over there
Away from the world of politics, failures and all that wound me to care.
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