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Dry and Withering
Spring Rain Sings, Flowers
Dance in Bliss.
This Haiku is written for Carpe Diem under the prompt Spring Rain.
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That was again a beautiful paint of hope with words. How wonderful that rain brings joy that makes the withering beauty dance with joy! :)
ReplyDeleteWhy, Thank You. :)
DeleteGlad you Liked it. :D
Once again, "The Word" :P
ReplyDeleteI love rains, and spring rains? Absolute awesomeness... It's just mesmerizing to visualize or witness sprouting wilderness get drenched in dew...:)
Haha. :D
DeleteYou are absolutely right. It is awesome indeed.
Glad you liked it. :)
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