The second month of the new year doesn’t seems to have same hype as January ,
It’s like something ended on short note yet impacted our lives ,
Most beautiful ones when it converts snow
frost to blooming flowers and welcomes spring ,
So short that passes like the breeze , yet impacted me ,
It brings back little warmness in our lives ,
It brings back the color to the flowers and fills with hopes with the lush greenry ,
My birthday comes this month making it more special ,
Each time when I blow candles I am getting older ,
I left the left that it’s natural flow ,
It reminds me to never grow.
It brings back the hope that it would be vibrant and blooming colorful flowers everywhere
Animals hibernating comes out from their dens
It brings back cherry blossom in Japan
It brings back the earth has it’s life again
It doesn’t get to have same hype as January.
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