Poem: Do You Smell Her Coming?
Do You Smell Her Coming?

April 5, 2017


“Do you smell her coming?”

The sakura asked and raised her head

Placing in her boughs combs of petals

Opening wide her pink rimmed lids.


“Do you smell her coming?”

The ribbons twined in her hair

Bows dancing in the wind

As she stepped from her lair.


“Do you smell her coming?”

Here the grass grazed her feet

And the spring by her chuckled

At her voice hopeful, sweet.


“Do you smell her coming?”

The clouds began to dip down low

Precious drops from the sky

Fell on the fields there below.


“Do you smell her coming?”

The other trees with her danced

When the Lady blew gently in

From the sea where she pranced.


“Do you smell her coming?”

Dainty feet then hit their mark

On the cherry’s upturned face

And slipped into her heart.