Run down the window
Little drops of rain, run fast!
For soon comes the sun
Love is a flower,
It will live, or it will die.
Which one will it be?
At last I am free,
Just like an eagle in flight.
Bound by chains no more!
The cool of autumn,
Winter's cold and frosty breath
Means that spring is near.
a/n - hey yall. this is my first attempt. tell me what you think!