The cycle of nature brings back hope, and promise of a new beginning.
The Earth travels around the sun just to get back, and relive this moment.
Pure and original is the rebirth when beauty awakes upon spring’s first kiss.
Sorry. Deeply and profoundly sorry.
For the times I say it, but not strongly enough. For the times I should say it, and I don’t. And especially for the times I do not even realize I should have said it.
Sorry. For all those times and many more.