By JOYCE
fluff cloud passes over,
As winters covers start to vanish,
Even the air seems to be a new,
Then there’s memories of you,
Standing and watching as the snow melts away,
As springs warmth charms the ground,
Even the freshness of the air touches few ,
Standing and watching in fields of clover,
As winters cover began to clash,
And the air I breath with a touch of dew,
I only want to be held by you,
Standing and watching as the month turns to may,
And the springs charms I have found,
As I see him walk closer and see the hew,
And your love covers me too,
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