The spring breeze comes along with scents of memories and sentimentality.
Like petals of flower flowing through, my mind travels through the book of life.
Short, it may be, but I weave through what chapters there lie within:
the mistakes, the regrets, the disappointments.
It all falls down like darkened clouds of rain.
Not for long, as greens sprout thereafter:
feelings of success, the achievements, the friendships and love.
Sunshine blesses brightly onto the world as the clouds soon dissipate.
A butterfly comes to rest calmly on the bittersweet smile.
Summer, autumn and winter may come along, but the cycle will surely begin again.
The chapters will soon come to an end, but happiness, it shall be.
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