Nice Poem...

We met in middle school...

and share a hundred year love...

Beneath the gently fluttering

cherry blossom petals ...

I wanted to meet you and ran through

Sun touch, sudden hills and the corner pf the park, our shadow...

remain even now, unchanged,,,

You and i and the cherry blossom weather

We dance, blown by the wind

Holding in my heart a future i can still see

We gaze at the peach colored sky...

Together we fight!!