On the bough the petals frolic to welcome the breeze,
When it rains, they drip in pale pink from the trees.
The seventy miles of cherry blossoms’ way
The splendid short dreams far off faded away.
(Apr. 16th, 2024, Kinsley Lee)
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Kinsley Lee (Pseudonym) (
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