The kash blooms,
White kash blooms
Waving and fluttering
In the breeze
Tossing up and down,
Swaying and waving
White-white kash blooms
Furry and fluffy,
Fluffy and furry
Dancing and swaying
In the breeze
Just like clouds floating,
Floating and flying high
Into the skies,
Glistening under sunshine,
White-white kash blooms
Reminding of old age and ageing,
White hairs and white beards
And swans flying over the landscape
Flapping the wings.
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