Dawn of Spring
by Tim Zhang
While still in spring's dream,
Did not realize the Dawn's Came;
Suddenly, into reality, I awaken,
By the loud bird's cry, for a reason.
I rise up and looked out side the window,
And thought about the Storm last night;
Those Flowers, when flourishing spring past,
Maybe withered, fallen and scattered apart.
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