My spring time poem.

A girl’s hair, and the wind, so cool, it is solemnly sweet.

A view of where mankind is now…maybe?

What better place to be, then in a field of a million roses…

A stand of bamboo reaches for the sky.

Happiness and peace.

Nature’s small wonders that mean a lot.

My words and respect for these people.

There are sweeping changes everywhere …

I fulfilled a dream when I said I do.