It's the first day of spring
And my life is starting over again
The trees grow, the river flows
And its water will wash away my sins
But like a cut down tree, I will rise again
And I'll be bigger and stronger than ever before
For I'm still here hoping that one day you may come back
For I'm still here hoping that one day you may come back
There's a hope in every new seed
And every flower that grows upon the earth
And though I love you, and you know that
Well I no longer know what that's worth
But I'll come back to you in a year or so
And I'll rebuild, be ready to become
Oh the person, you believed in
Oh the person, that you used to love
For I'm still here hoping that one day you may come back
For I'm still here hoping that one day you may come back
-First day of Spring



This is probably my second or third full digital painting. Lol I have a lot to work on. -___- But anyways...
I felt inspired to do this after seeing a small doe dead on the side of the road this morning. She still has a baby faced look to her.She wasn’t torn up like they usually are, and looked like she hadn’t even been touched, like she just laid there and fell asleep. This is what she might have seen after the impact. Her love standing in the distance. Perhaps he’s been waiting for her. (:

I was listening to "Blue Skies" and "First day of Spring" by Noah and the Whale.