Old-age Spring


Childhood returns everyday –
when I open my book.
Why? and What does it mean?
becomes my daily routine.

Spring

Spring and Light are inseparable buddies. Their walk reminds the works of the magic wand, and I am proud of welcoming them the hot. Spring helped me to check out my vocabulary and thus freed me from all prejudices. As I looked around, I saw clearly the raising greenness where there were just the naked ground. I heartily rejoiced over each blade of grass and don’t find any weed. I sensed myself not only in the colorful flowers but each of all unnamed seedling. That was the real Spring.


Come Join Top Sites Tuesday and be #1 on BlogDumps!