Here is Spring (And She Brought With Her the Memories)

Flowers are blooming again.
Pretty, pretty flowers with scents so delicate.
I guess it is spring but I thought they would never grow again,
that’s how long winter gets these days;
I had forgotten completely that it could be warm.
I had forgotten completely what it was like to smile when the breeze rises up
rather than turn away and protect your face.
Yet,
just the same,
here is spring.
She came.
And she brought with her the memories.

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