Spring has sprung and the rains that fall softly throw the smell of flowers back up much more heavily.
Vagabond Prophet
Original Poetry about anything and everything.
Spring has sprung and the rains that fall softly throw the smell of flowers back up much more heavily.

Deep green
Darkened by water
Bringing everything to life.
Spring is springing
Flower buds rise above
The tarnished life they leave behind.
– Vagabond Prophet