Journaling: The first signs of spring love are evidenced in the chubby hand of a child, carrying dandelions to his mother. How dear and how precious are these flowers to me this year, carried by not one but two of my sweet children. Spring has sprung, and with it all the thoughtful sweetness of fresh, innocent love.
The blooms have already faded, my dears, but my heart is still glowing.
TFL, Amy
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