- the poem is in the notes and credits :D - for @-creativitea- 's writing comp!!
warm sunlight filtering through the trees, the smell of honey in the air a soft breeze dancing through the tall grass reminds me of the wildflowers you used to tuck into your hair. spring is time for new beginnings, they say. if that's the case then i'm still trapped in my own personal winter; i can't handle change any more than i could handle you. you with the wide eyes and adventurous spirit, just like the babbling brook filled with fresh spring rain, you never stopped laughing, you pushed through that pain. i realize now that the moral of the story is that spring is something to look forward to, not to avoid. i breathe in the fresh air and think of your smile [more beautiful than a warm spring day] <3
