(Effect by DeepArtEffects)
Cherry blossoms float down like petals
On the small river that winds its way
Through the iron fence, a golden gate
To an afternoon of sun-kissed day.
The breeze is soft, the air is warm,
The birds sing sweetly in the trees,
And all is still, save for the sound
Of children laughing in the breeze.
I sit and watch the river flow,
And dream of far-off lands of yore,
When cherry blossoms filled the air
And life was simple, free from care.
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