The first flowers are growing, some trees are comming green, the sun is shining... wonderfuls. For a week, my friend and me, we took some nice photos and in the end of the day we sat on a field and enjoyed the sun. Days later at school I wrote a poem about this moment, cause there was so much boredum at the lessons.
(Pleas have a little bit patience with my english, I am not that good)

Dremas, blowing int he wind,
Into red-burning clouds,
Singing their song of destiny,
Flying a long, long way.

Sun, shins in the sky,
Follows the black ravens,
Waits for some secrets,
And sings a song.

Flowers growing sloly up,
They find no sense,
To take their love,
For founding the right.

People, hand in hand,
On a silent road,
Against the darkness,
Sleeping in peace.

Moments, caught with fingers,
Saved in our hearts,
Living forever and ever,
Never die.

SPRING.