Cherry Blossoms Fall

As I walk under the blossoms on an early

Summer morning I feel the breeze

Wash by.

When I look above I see the blossoms falling

And the branches swaying, yet still

A long way to walk.

I wish that this would never end. 

The story still goes on.

This moment I get, it’s precious and lovely.

As I walk down this pathway

I hear the drops when the rain starts falling and I can see the vibrant pink.