Let me walk beyond your garden,
Around the time it blooms,
Sometime between the April showers,
And the sun that burns in June,
Let me walk along your cherry,
Although it may be soon,
They asked what I think beauty is,
But I just think it’s you,
The nature of your bloom depicts the nature that is life,
Your stems of wisdom proceed my theories,
Without you there’s no light,
You’re beauty in it’s rarest form,
But not only once a year,
To see this Cherry walk without you,
Is the only thing I fear,
You’re the sound that swarms the skies,
And the wind that gusts my ears,
I would love to see your cherry blossom,
But not without you here