Blooms
The pale yellow daffodils come upon us suddenly
Sunlight
The warmth of each person, each new face
New
The youthful green grass, daring and rebellious
Happiness
The tiny hand, drippy-popsicle-sticky, clinging to my finger
Rain
The memories of a time before time as it is now
Sweet
The taste of fresh California strawberries every day
Confidence
The understanding that things can and will get better
Love
The encouragement of a friend
-Argentia
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