Each year when spring comes, and I see pink petals lying abundantly on the ground, I remember one thing quite happily.
If you know me well, you will know what that memory is.
Each year when spring comes, and I see pink petals lying abundantly on the ground, I remember one thing quite happily.
If you know me well, you will know what that memory is.
I don’t know what the pink petals represent, do tell.