Petals drift like soft pink snow—
cherry blossoms wake the spring.
Wind hums through branches,
a quiet blush across the sky.
One bloom opens, then another—
like secrets told in whispers.
I stand beneath,
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Author:
ROSHI (Pseudonym) (
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Comments2
Beautiful! Nature at its best. So nicely worded with tenderness
Very beautiful
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