What do I see?
I see a snow covered field with several scattered flowers on it, with a bright golden sun dispersing its rays . I can also see that the flower petals are about to open up, like someone awakening from a slumber.
What do I feel?
I feel that this picture speaks volumes of a fres start, a new beginning. Winter time is passing and here comes spring, ushering in new beginnings.
In with the new out with the old,
That's the whisper of the cold,
Winter long has reigned,
But now give way to new ray.
Many a time the frost did bite,
Moving e'er so slowly just like mites,
But one thing stands out clearly,
And that's the bloom that'll come nearly.
Though the land was hard and dry,
Snow flakes filled the weary high,
But soon it passes and be gone,
Giving way to new bloom amd song.
Thank you all for reading.
