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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I am new to poetry so I am learning from the old masters and from members here on poemhunter. I like how you say Under the Sakura tree in the second line and then repeat that line again in the end. It kind of ties the whole poem together and gives it a nice rhythm. It reminds me of a line from a poem the bread we broke was more than bread, the wine we shared was more than wine. That Sakura tree is now more than just an ordinary tree to you and your lover. Whenever you see that tree you will feel the love and romance you shared under it.