Japanese Cherry Blossom

People running, walking, biking and talking

The first nice day in awhile

Two old friends eat lunch in the grass 

Their hair flicking through to and fro

ahead of me

Like a scene from the wizard of oz

A path leading to something so curious

Vines intertwining together reaching for the sky

Green leaves peak a boo through their gaps

The Sun fighting to beam through, reflecting against the pavement

The grass below hugs to the bark dust edging this eerie place

Behind me blooms a tree, its branches spreading across the sunlit sky, catching the warmth of the rays

Flowers growing wild along the limbs basking in this dazzling day

A bench shaded beneath the tree welcomes me

I look around as birds chirping and whistling in the distance

The wind blows and the soft pink pedals trickle through the sky

My nose tickles as the scent of Japanese Cherry Blossom fills the air

Memories flicker through my head

Dazed and confused I flash back to that warm spring day

My grandmother pushing me on the swing in my backyard

I close my eyes and feel the cool breeze sting my rosy cheeks

Crying “higher, higher” as we join in laughter

Just then as it starts to feel so real

I’m snapped back to reality by the sound of people passing by the cherry blossom tree

The breeze blows again and the scent of my grandma’s perfume reminds me that she’s here