Sakura

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The cherry blossoms fell

Before winter's chill

A young girl sat nearby

Alone on a hill

Her name was Sakura, which meant 'cherry blossom'

She had many friends, which was awesome

But she wanted something, she was desperate

She wanted a boy, one that was restless

One that would sit with her and watch the spring sky

No matter how much time went by

But she had none

At this point, she would take anyone

She wondered why she was alive

While she waited for her dream boy to arrive

She sat outside, crying

Inside she was dying

To meet someone like her

And she didn't care, she didn't prefer

A certain looking boy over another one

As long as he didn't make fun

Of her or her likes

One winter day, as the ice

Conglomerated on the roads

Sakura went to her hill; she had loads

Of things to think about

And as she pondered, shivering because of the winter chill

She noticed someone else sitting on a nearby hill

Excited, she ran down the hill

Hoping that Providence had the goodwill

To give her a boy on this cold day

As she got closer, the person said, "Hey!"

Sakura said, "How was your day?"

The person smiled

He was a boy, and a handsome one

Sakura didn't want to stun

Him too much

So she started out talking

About her day, and walking

With him

She figured out that his life was as grim

As hers, and she felt bad for him

That he had to go through all that

She didn't want to sound like a brat

So she asked, "If you don't like what I say, scat."

"You seem to have a hard life.

It seems full of strife

If you rely on me

You will be happy

Oh, gosh, this is getting sappy."

The boy smiled

He was very beguiled

By Sakura and her beauty

He considered it his duty

To at least reject her kindly, with dignity

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