All too soon the countryside, now fresh greened and sprouting more. Than spring, looks out for wider.
Room, shakes it's newborn blossoms. Then ushers April to the door and April's away.
No longer teenage, Flora's. Grown maturer now, slightly. Deeper hued, flowers adorning
Every late spring bough, while. April, already pale, turns white. Then April's away.
Heated by more ardent sun, hedgerows must have stronger feed. Palid from work early done.
April leaves, makes way for May. To ensure Flora has her needs
Now April's away :'(
No longer teenage, Flora's. Grown maturer now, slightly. Deeper hued, flowers adorning
Every late spring bough, while. April, already pale, turns white. Then April's away.
Heated by more ardent sun, hedgerows must have stronger feed. Palid from work early done.
April leaves, makes way for May. To ensure Flora has her needs
Now April's away :'(
I miss u April 2011.
I'll waiting for April 2012 !
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