already here! The age of flowers and the awakening of the sun , short sleeve and picniks. eating f r e s to s and see the cherry blossoms. To lie in the grass and watch the clouds , discovering how they could, and they are not, invented. The rays of sun that bathes the skin and the soft breeze that refreshes. I welcome you, my dear premium. And the best way I can think to do is this:
Dona Spring
hand glorious, let
for life pour out
roses: Roses
joy, roses
forgiveness,
love roses ,
and exultation .
Poem: Dona Spring
Poet: Gabriela Mistral
This time I love so much and came for the northern hemisphere .
This spring will bring reviews , poems and music ... Wait and see!
Wipe shoes before entering, raw.
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