Blossom falls

Blossom falls like soft snow 

falling from many tender twigs 

tho far away from winter 

falling sometimes 

resting 

staying without the helpless feeling of disappearing 

it stays in the sun 

allowed the warmth from the sky to rest on its soft petals 

relaxing by its home 

still in the same space 

maybe not on those tender twigs 

where it blossomed from 

but below 

beside its home 

so close 

and that’s where it is happy 

in the place it knows 

and in the place that cares