A Cherry Blossom Tree

Silently dreaming

patiently waiting

to sway in the breeze

and pose or freeze

Blossoming flowers yearning for an acquaintance with dance

Roots spread, reaching every corner

a tangled mess hard to conquer

even with the sturdiest brush

unravelling deep thoughts in a rush

Blossoming flowers yearning for an acquaintance with dance

Above ground a surprise awaits

acting like a bouquet of baits

ready to shock the young tree

‘ one, two on the count of three’...

Blossoming flowers yearning for an acquaintance with dance

Boom! Poof! Jaws drop, as several years have passed

a beautiful cherry blossom tree appears in a witch’s spell cast

luscious clouds of pink, perfumed petals are born

as the final winds blow, our tree dances in several forms

Blossoming flowers having achieved an acquaintance with dance...