He comes near I start to shiver
The cool air coming near me
I look in his eyes
The color of a blue sky
So sweet so gentle almost so flattering
The sence of the air I feel sadness
Sadness in the air?
He puts cold and warm together
I always wonder why look forward to were the blossoms grow
He says it is the pathway to love
A blossom can always find a pathway to love somehow with the beautiful scent or look it may never die until the end of spring.
Kandii Gurll Community Member 
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