The days just fly by
The nights glide
Come spring
open my heart
The cold is leaving
The rain is running
The grass that sprouts
The green wins
The birds are singing
And dancing much
To build the nests
They win their game
Flying insects
The flowers bloom
In the sky you can see
Cranes move on the horizon
The mist is waking
About new life
The first sunrays
Let him hover
The brood in the nest
Is quickly awakened
The parents fly
it is finished
The young fly
The nest remains empty
A heart flies on
It goes on journeys, more and more
A new song
Permeates the silence
The circuit starts again
A heart becomes will.
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© Floy Dy Ra, May 19,2017
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