Spring

Spring is different than other seasons, only because it signifies rebirth and revival. The flowers grow back, and the warm air greets me. The sun does not sleep early, and the mom stays awake for a shorter time. There are more things to do, without feeling like the day is gone. There is a vague sense of gleefulness with the coming of Spring, which I do not mind after long winters. / 3/31/18

Advertisements

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

w

Connecting to %s