HOPE SPRINGS ETERNAL

The sun will shine again.

You will stroll with a friend.

Colorful flowers will bloom.

Normality will be back soon.

HOPE SPRINGS ETERNAL

The sun will shine again.

You will stroll with a friend.

Colorful flowers will take bloom.

Normality will be back soon.

FLOWERS WILL BLOOM

FLOWERS WILL BLOOM

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The sun will shine again.

You will stroll with a friend.

Colorful flowers will take bloom.

Normality will be back soon.

SILVER LINING

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This is just a bump in the road.

Life can deliver us a toad.

But we must keep our hope intact.

We know this as a well-known fact,

“Every cloud has a silver lining.”

I refuse to hear any more whining.

WE’LL SHINE AGAIN

love

The stars shine each night

to ease our combined fright.

They wait for us to shine.

So, please do not pine.

We’ll make it through this hell

to ring the nightly bell.

PERSEVERANCE

PERSEVERANCE

We suffer illnesses and deaths.

We fight to survive.

Why?

Why does a flower bloom

during an early frost?

Hope.

Hope for warmer days ahead.

We hope for better times.

Hope keeps us alive and warm.

A RADIANCE FROM WITHIN

Nature has its own beauty.

Its radiance comes from within.

Blossoming from a mere seed

To give color and light to the world.

IT’S THE SEASON

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IT’S THE SEASON

The petals fall fast and furious.

The bare trees watch the fallen.

Limbs shivering in the coming cold.

Pink tears of surrender coat the ground.

As seasons come and go.

Yearning for their lost children.

They lift scraggly arms to the sky.

Prayers will soon be answered,

As seasons come and go.

Coats of white land on their branches.

Night falling all too soon.

Shivers dislodge the packed ice.

Leaving them bare once again.

They lift weary eyes to the sky.

As seasons come and go.

A warm wind caresses their arms.

Eyes open to sprouting buds.

Green and pink sweaters for spring.

Their children have returned.

As seasons come and go.

PINK

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Spring in Seoul by barami

A touch of pink at night.

I do not need much light.

I bud in the dark.

My spot in the park.

Can you feel me touch your hair?

If you cannot, please come near.

I’ll sprout in the spring for you and me.

A prettier sight you will not see.

LET IT BLOOM

LET IT BLOOM

Watch the rose bloom.
It’s not too soon.

The lovely smell.
It rings my bell.

The pink color.
Like no other.

Face to the sun.
Ready for fun.

Velvet to the touch.
I love it so much.

I’m ready for spring.
To hear the birds sing.

I’m eager for the first bloom.
Definitely not too soon.

Let it bloom.

ONLY HOUSES I SEE

vetyr

Suburban witch

The new spring blooms colors.

But who even bothers

to breathe the sweet air?

I don’t have a care.

My car fails to start,

a walk in the park.

I raise my small hand.

Gone is the quicksand.

It races down the hill,

the most heavenly thrill.

Shocked faces turn to me.

Only houses I see.

LET IT BLOOM

Watch it grow.
Watch it bloom.
Pretty rose.
Sweet perfume. 

The beautiful color.
Pink like cotton candy.
Facing the morning sun.
Happy as a dandy.

It is a bud.
When will it bloom
and open wide?
I hope it’s soon.

I’m ready for flowers.
I’m ready for spring.
Eager to see the buds.
Let the spring bells ring.

How about one rose?
The first bloom of the season.
That would be enough.
I think it’s within reason.

A RADIANCE FROM WITHIN

Nature has its own beauty.
Its radiance comes from within.
Blossoming from a mere seed.
To give color and light to the world.

NEVER TO BE DUPLICATED

flowersgardenlove:

Beautiful flowers.
Lines like the stroke
of a paint brush.
Colors to absorb the light.
Fragrance to enhance the tale.
Beauty never to be duplicated.

ALL BY MYSELF

dehanginggarden:

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In the dark of night,
a plant grows by itself.
Around it the land is barren.
No colors shimmer in the darkness,
besides the deep blue of its petals.
It hangs its head down low,
weeping for its loneliness,
waiting for other flowers to bloom.
But sadly, it must wait in vain,
for no other plant will flower nearby.

RAIN ON ME

RAIN ON ME

flowersgardenlove:

The rain won’t bring us down.
It will allow us to grow.
Bring on the rain.

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Rain on me.
I don’t care.
I’m still cute.

HOPE SPRINGS ETERNAL

FLOWERS—LIKE HOPE—CAN BLOOM ANYWHERE.
EVEN IN THE FACE OF ADVERSITY AND HARDSHIP.
KEEP HOPING AND DREAMING.

THE MEMORIES

LIFE PASSES BY SO FAST.
WE NEED TO STOP AND HOLD ON
TO THE MEMORIES.