Love is but the inner spirit of human existence. Where there is love, we know flowers blossom. New life begins to appear like the spring buds. Birds fly around, singing the sweet songs of harmony. Spring comes back with a big concert as she announces her arrival. I wonder, was Cupid born in spring? I
Dawn through dusk, I walk amongst all the blessings and obstacles of life as I bid my farewell to yet another day while I know the year ends with her too. The new dawn awakens with a bright new day, we the humans call her 2019. I the traveler await her arrival as I walk
Different seasons but arrive as they are greeted with a welcome sign. Always though, they leave us as they gift us the memories, like the fallen leaves of fall. Today, I had awakened to a somewhat cloudy day, yet, the sun is trying to peak through the clouds. A chilly morning walk through the flying
Travel through a blessed nation. Where the canals flow by the green fields as she watches the clear blue skies. Tulip fields hold on to the love stories throughout history. Windmills sing sweet tunes throughout the land. A small European country who does not speak for herself as we the tourists but do speak for
