At last the fragrant blooms have come,
And the year’s first scent of new-cut grass,
A yellow butterfly goes in and out parked cars,
Remaining puddles laced with sun.
Feel the warm wind blowing in my hair,
The gentle lilacs and grass dancing,
Springtime is here.
I love the vivid blue-purple colors of the lilacs in a field. The shining sky looks so magical and warm. I can feel the wind and smell the soft fragrant breeze when I look at this painting. Beautiful and gentle.
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