As the winter slowly turns into spring
I remember the cherry blossoms
The ones that lasted almost to summer's end.
Pressed in a book remind me of long lost friends
The cool spring breeze filled with the sounds of crickets and mocking bird's songs
I enjoy each moment no one is promised another day.
As I rise from my slumber and take in the crisp morning air.
I shake these dreams that have so dominated my sleep.
What shall this day hold for you and me?
Will it be filled with beauty and love?
As dusk is falling once again
I am amazed at the sunsets lingering glow
With what seems no more than a blink of an eye
The moon has taken over the night's sky.
It shimmers and engulfs everything
I take a deep breath just appreciating making it through.
A bit vague at times I am lost in my thoughts as the clouds drift by.
With the night's chill rapidly consuming me.
As I transition inside, a hint of the cherry blossoms
With their Aroma so sweet.
I know will leave me with even more sweet memories.
As I close my eyes and imagine what tomorrow will bring.
Dreaming of sleeping under the aroma of a cherry blossom tree.
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