• In the spring they bloom,
    So pink and bright,
    A cherry blossom,
    A delicate Sight.

    So beautiful and light,
    Lying happily on the ground,
    Without making a sound.

    In the spring they bloom,
    Pretty and bright,
    When summer arrives hey lose their color,
    They turn white.

    When blowing in the wind they start to scatter,
    Spreading all over own,
    As the wind settles down,
    They fall to the ground.

    Cherry Blossoms are pretty,
    Luscious, beautiful and bright,
    Happily they settled,
    Waiting to be blown out of sight