The first morning of spring in the park, the smell in the air is fresh and full of promise and new beginnings. You feel as if you could start your life all over again a brand new start and it will all be ok. Do you know that feeling? The bright sun after all the winter dull dark days on your face makes you feel good. Somehow I was blessed to feel this spring like joy all year round. On grey days I smile on wet days I sing, on black days and damp days and windy dark skied bleak days I could easily cry for joy. Who was I to be so blessed? I felt guilty because I had done nothing to deserve this precious gift.
Ik vond deze zo mooi :) de tekst zit helemaal in de afbeelding verwerkt.. super!
