Silver Snitch
The bright blue sky,
outside my window.
It's the sunny day,
after winter pasting by.
Birds are singing,
on the apple tree.
Tulips are blooming,
So colourful, once again.
You say this is, an
essential of spring feeling.
Wishing this moment,
would be everlasting.
It's so hard to say,
I want you to stay.
I can't live without you,
though I'm a solitary guy.
The pencil in my hand,
writing ever sweet poem.
Looking forward someday,
you will read them just once.
Describing the way I feel,
almost every lines.
All those passion,
would show you in here.
The fra
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