Cherry Blossoms

cherryblossoms1“Your poems are like sketches,”

remarked a friend the other day.

If I could sketch the way this blossom makes me feel,

with words,

that would be truly magnificent.

Her petals unfurling in the spring air

light my soul with a smile.

Childhood memories surface:

summer forts, my backyard home,

hours of pretend in the aged old tree.

Buckets of fruit picked from her branchescherryblossoms2

as blossoms gave way to food.

If I could sketch

the way this blossom makes me feel.

 

 

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One Comment Add yours

  1. lisa says:

    lovely.

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