Cherry Blossoms - Poem by Elia Michael
The cherry blossoms have begun their bloom.
The sun was lighting the tops of the trees
And though the streets were in shade, any gloom
Was gone, as pink flowers waved in the breeze.
The morning sun was still low in the sky.
Where it did light the grass, it was lime green.
I thought it had a newly painted dye
But it was a trick of light, this lime sheen.
A cluster of yolky yellow crocus
And some purple clumps of winter heather
Were presented as a garden’s focus
And thriving in the sunny spring weather.
The sky, the sky was a deep and clear blue.
I looked up and saw some pigeons flying
And I envied their freedom as they flew
And all I could do was take to sighing.
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