When the spring breeze caresses my face
Memories flood my brain
Of the joys it brings
Caressing my face
The light it brings
Bright as the moonlight
Hanging in the sky
Beckoning with delight
The look it conveys
Smiling, oh smiling!
Nothing matters
Only the moment does
When the spring breeze caresses my
face
Memories flood my brain
Of the joys it brings
Caressing my face
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