Spring in my Valley has remains of winter
Some days the sun shines, some days the rain plays the roof
These times have stole the smile of spring
These times have slaughtered the hope of summer
But hope will make a way like water does
I hope so
Till then,
I, fire and the memories will be sitting in the garden

4 thoughts on “Spring without Smile

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