Cherry Blossom - Poem by Mon Fur
Thinking about the times we had,
Under the Sakura tree;
Listening to the wind blow,
Next to the clear blue stream.
The birds would soar,
And the fish would leap;
And as we grew,
Our love became deep
Under the Sakura tree.
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