Blooming Memories
My whole life waiting for you,
through the seasons,
as time passes slowly,
with flowers blooming in the spring,
flowers are wilting with tears in the fall,
time is moving too slowly.
Many lovers have come and gone,
with all the goodbyes,
too many tears have fallen over the years.
You, my darling Angel,
your spirit remains in my heart,
uplifting my Soul though life on wilting days.
Chasing away the sad days
of tears falling on
wilting flowers,
always bringing memories,
of blooming cherry blossoms, roses, and love
in the spring.
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