To a young cherry tree …

O white-blossomed

youthful one,

uncrowned queen of the trees –

Spring’s rose.

As you dance,

supple and pliant,

light as the breath

of the April’s breeze –

your petals are falling

like auguries of snow;

soft as time’s footprint

on the fresh grass below … .

About atomsofstars

Reticent .. but I hope my poetry speaks for me .. Favourite quotation .. ' Uttering a word is like striking a note on the keyboard of the imagination.' Ludwig Wittgenstein
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