my SPRING

Spring is interpreted as

'the season of the year between winter and summer during which many plants bring forth leaves and flowers'

My spring is translated as

~the time of self-reflections after the cold winter before I enter the hot summer~

Welcoming spring, when the yellow daffodils bloom, when the days long and the nights short, when I can play out in the serene evening sun again, when the temperature's a so-so that I don't know what to wear, when it sometimes rain unexpectedly, when there's so many things to do in so little time~

What's next for spring? The outmost awaited season yet it feels like I don't want winter to come to an end, not yet, not for me and my friends.



Daffodils lament~