
In early Spring our street is lined
With lovely blossomed trees
A new beginning without doubt
Nature’s promise for all to see
So many changes in our lives
They come and go at will
If only we could be like blossoms
If only we could be still
Sometimes my worries get me down
Sometimes I cannot cope
Just think about those lovely trees
They should give to me some hope
Life will go on each and every day
With or without you and me
So I say it’s time to shed my grief
Dust it off and let’s be free

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