Monday, April 17, 2017

Trusting the Season

Let this April ever stay,
In my courtyard and calendar.
A cherry blossom to my door,
And a season of spring in time.

Cherry blossom, you bloomed with a whisper,
To never wink my eyes even at night!
Dressed in peach and pink,
You taught me the colors of face!

When I met you at dawn,
You cried of a night and gloomy sky,
And you doubted if ever,
I lost my face to the gloom of a sky?

When sun sneaked through a broken cloud,
You had a smile that brought hope for us,
And you bloomed like never, perching my yard,
With your feathers full of flowers,
For you knew that-
We are home for every season!



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