Cherry Blossoms

Falling, falling to the ground.

And my heart begins to pound..

Breaking free from mother earth,

of that I was once bound.

 

Falling, falling faster still.

Struggling to face time's will.

My life left upon sandy surf,

racing for my life's fill.

 

Finally I hit the ground.

My body beaten and broken down.

Searching for my rebirth,

hearing nothing but the sound

 

of the wind

calling me back to flight.

Reviews

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I really like this! I love the imagery you put into it. Great poem! :)