the falls

by B

i often envy cherry blossoms and clouds
because when i slip, my fall hits hard
i scrape my hands, bruise my knees –
yet when i stand under cherry blossom trees
as a breeze kicks up its heels, all i feel

are the petals melting, stealing my heart –
but when i look up to the sky – the clouds startled,
a bit gloomy on a late spring day, they
send raindrops gently my way — as they
land, pelting against my face and shoulders,
they give me back my heart,
a little bit warmer, but a little bit older

© Brianna – Tiny Fawns Writings


3 Comments to “the falls”

  1. A very good poem. Thanks for sharing!

  2. “They give me back my heart” – that is a very beautiful thought

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