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spring is such a precious time
Spring is such a precious time
The blossom of new beginnings
The death of old
Evening tea, a comforting familiarity
Homemade treats given by soft hands
A sweetness so pure it makes bones rot.
Spring is such a precious time
I waited for hours, for days, for weeks
For these tender months
Dreams of picnics
Dreams of vintage rooms
Dreams of laughs, kisses, the world cradled in our very palms.
Spring is such a precious time
Upon the arrival of Winter my love left
A world shattered
A heart bereft
A little child crying in the emptiness
But as Spring beckons the tears dry
Laughter bubbles
Hopes renew
The tea is set
And Spring is a more precious time than before.