A pretty sight
As i walked to class today, around me the wind swept the flower petals off the ground up in swirls and blew them off the trees. Such a natural and simple thing yet it filled me with emotion. Happy at the pretty sight yet sad cos i know that it could very possibly be the very last time i see such a pretty sight. But no matter what, i am glad that in my life i have a memory of this pretty sight. And maybe just maybe it will not be the last time i see it.I miss home yet i dont want to leave NZ. Such a mix up. Make up your mind !!
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