by:
Penny Kauffman, aka Pennyfrompa
I smell the cherry blossoms in the sultry, summer air.
hoping it will last forever, I wouldn't even care.
feeling the breeze on my face ,sitting down by the stream,
wondering if this all is some sort of a dream..
I pinch my arm to see and I know this can not be. for it is
all to perfect which my life has yet to be.
my mind then starts to wonder to a time so long ago,
when everything was grand and I dont want to let it go.
so here I sit smelling cherry blosom with a big smile on my face.
I can still see those grand days that my mind can not erase.
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