Sat under the cherry tree did I,
Gazing at the mesh of cherry blossoms above
Candy pink was their hue
And downy to the touch
Like pink snow from the sky
They fell around me
In a slow dance
Like little ballerinas
They twirled as they made their way
To the waiting earth.
Some of them settled on my lap
While others preferred my hair
Like little girls who had secrets to share
They whispered in my ear
“Joys and sorrows tangled;
is what life is,
yet so short
like a dream”
- M.Rose
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