Lying awake in the dawn
I was watching out the window
The curtains were gently blowing
In the early morning sun.
The cool spring wind
Was blowing softly
The gentle nightingale
Was singing a song divine.
Every where there was a feeling
A feeling of deep peace and love
Every soul was celebrating
The passing away of winter chill.
The snowflakes were replaced by flowers
The snow was taken over by green grass
The butterflies were flying hither and thither
Like painted dreams gifted with wings.
wild wind blows free
13 years ago
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