Ode to the remembrances of Spring.
✵{C'EST LA V}✵
These are silly points of view from that silly-giggle-tickled Bostonian girl who lives multiple lives as a swimmer, a violinist, a writer, a fashion and food-lover, an Arsenal FC fan and occasionally, a silly physics major. Clearly, she likes very long sentences.
And the word "silly" too.
Posts tagged hair:
You help me to have the ability to smile.
To let the birds fly free.
To search, far and wide…
To become part of nature.
Sometimes I remind myself that the air that brushes by has touched you before, allowing me to believe that you are always there beside me.
Live on the edge.
The worlds hidden in books.
Little tucks of flowers in braids.
And with a flower pinned in her hair…
Just be free and let the air breeze by.
Don’t forget: stop to smell the roses.
The blinding glare of summer sun’s light.
A perfect cross-grain bow.
Just brush your hair aside.
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