Cherry Blossom

Sitting beneath the cherry tree,

On the sunny days in the spring,

The time of renewal to experience the beautiful things,

Dreaming the time away as lonely clouds drift in the sky,

As the flowers on the cherry tree bloom,

Thoughts of passing times,

Listening to the birds of spring,

In chorus they love to sing,

With humble bumble bees buzzing with their busy wings,

With the gentle breeze the blossom starts to fall,

To gently kiss my skin as I sit watching cotton wool clouds way up high,