Weekend Writing Prompt #45 – Spring

tree-in-bud

All winter long the garden is cold and bare
With the coming of spring, everywhere is lovely
Trees unfold their leaves, flowers bloom with flair
Apples blossom, all white and pure with such beauty
And the smell of wonderful rain and freshly cut grass
Buds coming out, take time to smell the flowers
The nature, as pure as I commune
The splendour that awaits us
Enchanting as they blossom

(c) ladyleemanila 2018

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