Tag: <span>spring</span>
I dreamt of bright flowers
that blossom in May;
I dreamt of green meadows
and merry bird-calls.
If I were a tree,
I could stand there still.
I would sink deep into my roots and
rest from the haste of life.
I dreamt of bright flowers
that blossom in May;
I dreamt of green meadows
and merry bird-calls.
If I were a tree,
I could stand there still.
I would sink deep into my roots and
rest from the haste of life.