Multi-Colored Spring

The season I was looking forward to has come

The wind is stirring, the city has come to life.

The morning has come earlier then usual,

It's bright and cheerful, free of strife.

There are plenty of terrible things around nowadays

but please do not leave the pleasure behind because of sadness

For all you know your bright sparkling smile could

erase this spreading madness.

The green springtime is starting now,

how many memories can I make?

I think a million, give or take.

I thank the sun for shining every time

my mind, soul, and heart were covered in clouds.

I thank the midnight stars for sparkling

exquisitely glittering in crowds.

I know this springtime must someday, come to an end.

But at least I know I can spend today with you,

my dearest friend.

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Author's Comments: I rather like this poem. Each different type of writing, (bold, bold italics, italics, normal) represents a different personality. That's pretty much why it's called "Multi-Colored". The bold ones may not be based on the spring, but they meant something in this poem. I picked the style for each paragraph based on the poem and how the font looked. Can you guess each personality? (Please do not say "bold" for the bold paragraph.) Remember, it was based on the content of the poem as well as the look.

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