Bright like the sun,
Blooms of the spring,
Smell of the fresh morning air,
Light as a feather,
Hope finds its way,
In many disguises,
Filling this mind so weary,
With thoughts so cheery,
Clearing the clutter so dreary,
Another day to embark.

Linking with Esha and Natasha for #WordlessWednesday &

Parul for #ThursdayTreeLove.