Spring

 Spring, the season of birth, the season of love, and the season of joy.

Spring is a season of a new start. When mother earth wakes up after a long sleep during the winters. As a child, throughout the winters, I always used to say I like summer and vice-versa in summers. After waiting for more than 6 months spring arrives.

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For me, spring is an emotion that mother nature uses to show a pleasant mood. Flowers bloom with new leaves on the trees. I love this season, I love every season but there is something special about springtime. It defines me. I am somehow connected to this time of the year. The more I love nature I came to realize there is so much to love in this world. And love is everything we have to give as a soul.

Even in the depths of winter, I found there was within me an invincible summer.

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