Take a hold of my hand and let's run through the burgeoning field's blossoms. Rediscovering all of life's gifts. Basking where the sunbeams fall, dreaming of what the future may hold, watching our hopes gently unfold. Taking a trip down memory lane returning to embrace the renaissances of now. Treasuring laughter which often flees, promising not to let our smiles cease. And at this time when the earth reawakens, our eyes behold the scarlet and golds. We inhale deeply, rejuvenating our souls. (24 lines) Prompt: Spring Blossoms ▶︎ |