Amelia-Buscon

Dear Spring, You are the sun that shines and the flowers that bloom. You are the clear blue skies that brighten the day. You are the animals around in the grass. You are the mysteries of everybody's past. Please come Spring. Dear Spring, With everyday that passes I hear no word. Hoping you are still there abundant the forest floor. Everyday your gone, I fade little by little. Soon nothing will be left of me. Please come Spring. Dear Spring, You brighten my day in your own special way. Your different, unlike any other. Your face may be hidden from view, but I know you are still there. Others may not see you in the way I do, but that doesn