The cherry blossom tree

The cold breeze whistled through my brand new branches

As the new flowers bloomed in my new blooming surroundings 

Little kids giggle like birds squeaking, echo in my head

It's a new sound, it's a new place

But I'm happy to grow here

A new year calls

My branches stretch out as a house is built in my small branches 

The flowers bloom more and more

As I feel the sun shining on me

Its spring!