“Words are my weapons
Words console, comfort and calm me when all else fails me
♥ My Sakura
Like a Japanese Cheery Tree in bloom
He is my emblem of love,
Affectionate,
White morals,
Tinged with palest of pink petals
Supported by strong stem of a man
Sadly,
He was never promised to be mine a second longer than his bloom.
So if tomorrow I awake,
To find a fleeting pink carpet of your petals laying at my feet,
Just know that
Like the coming of spring,
You represented new life to me
And watching you bloom this last year,
Was as spectacular as watching a Japanese Cheery Tree blossom.
Twisted Elegance
Copyright © by Hayat Magan. All Rights Reserved
xoxo
MzMagan
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