The lively pink flowers filled the scene,

reflecting sublimity, serenity and spirit.

The rough branches shuddered with the soft morning breeze.

The falling blossoms cascading down the tree.

 

With the sun rising, and the blue fading into the sky,

the blossoms took the spotlight as the crowd began to fill.

Like a moth drawn to a flame,

The elegant tree captured the attention of those around.

 

The petals flaunt their beauty, the branches swing and sway.

The blossoms spread laughs as the children come to play.

Up above the birds sang, the sun beamed down below.

As time ticked by, the crowd divided, and the tree now stood alone.

 

The sound of silence embraced the tree, the birds flew down to rest.

God’s creation now stood still as birds slept in their nest.

The last ray of sunlight illuminated the petals.

Before the sky dimmed and the sun started to settle.