Ah, Hope
Sunlight streams through the sheer curtains
Warmly shining on the pages
Flowing words
Spreading a pool of spring colors
A gentle breeze turns over
Yesterday's melancholy page
Butterflies pause on a new page
Lightly waving musical notes of hope
A string of them drifts into the distance
Drifting leisurely like clouds across the windowsill
Footprints imprinted on the petals of camellias
Dust motes bouncing in the light
On black and white piano keys
Playing a piece titledThe Sound of Spring
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