Sakura
It's what those who can see may call
A pastel pink
I say
It is much more beautiful than that
It's calming
The way a breeze may feel
On a warm
Spring day
It's beautiful
Even to unseeing eyes
A loved one
Planting the flowers of the same name in your hair
One
By
One
Yet
It's so delicate
As if
The slightest breath
May shatter it
Into a dust that would fill the sky
That
Is Sakura