Cherry Blossom Tree

Yesterday, there it was, my favourite, sweet cherry blossom tree.

I shuffled closer to peer at its sweet, delicate blossoms.

As I studied the exquisite petals, my face lit up with glee.

Blossom petals detached and danced through the air,

the fragrance grew aromatic, “Wow, this is awesome."

Glimmering blossoms fell into my hand.

I looked at the intricate design,

every petal diverse, just like a key.

Pink blossoms smell like sweet buttercups in my hands,

glad I caught some.

I hugged myself securely against the barky tree, rough and secure.

I could not fall off, it was guaranteed.

I glanced at the tree’s blossoms, branches swaying softly above me.

I felt tranquil. I started to hum.

The towering trunk looming over me made me feel sheltered.

I released my grasp from the tree,

air blew through my hair, we slowly swayed.

All my problems had drifted away.