Korea
cherry blossoms
are in full bloom
this time of year
as they stroll the streets
softened by the palest
of pink petals
in years gone by
they had their dreams
that one day
someday
they’d give their children away
under those pale pink arches
and the piano would play
their song
and those would be happy tears
that fell
her hand in his
but the bride she’ll never be
the groom gone, too
and the parents
on the bank
don’t see
the cherry trees
across the shore
they only see
the branches bare
this time of year
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