Cherry Blossom


It is like one of those in late march,
When the sun shines bright and the wind sings low,
Your branched swaying side by side,
As the breezy flows,
Bringing joy,
The sweet smell of misty rain,
That stains your heart from your plight,
Bringing peace,
The sweet smell of nectar,
That makes you want to just taste it,
It makes you want to get a glimpse,
Of lies in such fragrance,
The rich colors of happiness,
That shines your soul,
In a unexplanatory way,
It brings joy to the birds and animals,
It lives in the shadows,
But then blooms bright for every eye to see,
But it is yet delicate as a feather,
But also loyal and humble,
If you ask me,
A cherry blossom sings its own song !

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