I Dream of Summer

May 6, 2011
The breeze hits me, and the tiny rain drops hit my face.
I look up, the sky is all different colors, and it looks as if it's about to storm. The sounds of birds are what fill my ears, what a relief that winter has ended. Spring, I'm happy you're here.

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