Sakura
A sweeten honey taste beneath its glow
Blaze right through the birches and trucks of woe
Dazzling pink show me definition
Make me envy with admiration
Gentle breeze presses on the fields of pink
It towers me, rooting my mind to think
Wisdom hazes down on me with it's light
Dumbfounded I faced the Sakura's might
I faced the needle of the world's haystack
Brighten colors which would never come back
The only difference in our life support
Is it's frosty compassion of some sort
Grown with a provoked beauty and grace
Keep on growing, stay away from grimace
4/13/11
poem by Elisha De La Rosa
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