Writing Prompt#1: Season Breeze

Taken from Pinterest
Breezed through the wind,
The flowers did.
Breezed through the wind,
Our hands did.
Clasped against one another,
We were happy together.
The sun streaming down our faces,
A cascade of happiness.
If only Spring was the only season,
And there was no other reason
To change into Winter,
Then things would have been better.

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