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A season of drops,
When every flower pops.
It makes the air pleasantly sweet,
Taking away all the day's heat.
For some, a season of joy,
For some, a reason to remember.
A season to be happy,
Instead of being sleepy and lazy.
Makes us remember a lot,
And unreveal heart's knots.
A season to forget everything,
Which is meant nothing.
Hard to express that Feeling is,
This is what Missing is.
© Rosediaries
When every flower pops.
It makes the air pleasantly sweet,
Taking away all the day's heat.
For some, a season of joy,
For some, a reason to remember.
A season to be happy,
Instead of being sleepy and lazy.
Makes us remember a lot,
And unreveal heart's knots.
A season to forget everything,
Which is meant nothing.
Hard to express that Feeling is,
This is what Missing is.
© Rosediaries
