Dream of Spring
Close your eyes
So I can watch you dream.
Think about me
So I can join in.
Let’s fly with the wind
In your dark, long dream.
Let’s see the shootingstar
Let’s count one, two, three.
See things have changed
And, now it is spring.
Look at the beautiful flowers
They started blooming.
Look around you
Things are so colorful.
Let the wind touch you
You will feel the sweet air.
Don’t you just love this?
Wish this never end?
But the air heats up
And there goes spring.
by
RoSeposted on 03/22/2008
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