All day long, envying spring,
Rain's falling and beating in the midst
Of flowers, in the park. Stopping evening,
It brings a refreshing mist.
Because that cherry blossoms'd bloomed
Throughout the distance, like dream.
Therefore fallen fragrance gently
Permeates the parched stream.
(Mar.2024. Kinsley Lee)
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