The aftermath of falling seasons stays in every ones wake.
The dead greens decomposes on the riching soil that overflow into a near by lake.
We don't notice these things in which they cannot speak.
The deadly hollows of worn out trees begin to become grey and weak.
Above I see a beautiful young woman sitting under the breaking branches
Staring out into Death Valley, forever wondering her never ending chances.
When she will fall? Only time will tell
Her blank iris puts the land masses under a spell
Her blonde hair turns into shiny gold ore
I don't know what this means but maybe she just wanted more
She wanted more of her days with her best friend. Drinking, laughing, bonding
But she left us and left the responsibility just on me
Crying inside a world of Monochrome, I wipe the tears away
The Finale begins, colors magnificently fly into an angelic array.
This landscape has something to live for.
It will rock this world down to the core
A pink bud forms above her forehead
A petal falls in her lap with grace and fled
Its off to give its life for other plants
Leaving her to go nurture nature's ranch
This seems all to familiar to me
A constant ray of beauty
Breezes move through my lungs and helps me capture the aesthetic
She fades away leaving cherry blossoms blown away by the typhoons of the angelic
One more glance at the scenery brings back memories of the awesome
Is to never forget the one and only cherry blossom
- A Forgotten Cherry Blossom by Me
