#471-Cycles
Tired cherries let go.
Choose to fall.
Naturally.
Stepped upon.
Staining paths.
Without blame.
Fading silently.
With time and rain.
Forgotten.
Until spring arrives,
Again.
Tired cherries let go.
Choose to fall.
Naturally.
Stepped upon.
Staining paths.
Without blame.
Fading silently.
With time and rain.
Forgotten.
Until spring arrives,
Again.