Yesterday, I asked you to be my friend;
Today, you smiled at me, your blooms
Sealing the fate of our bond, forever.
The promise of sweetness, the allure of a dream
however high up it may be, is a treasure;
Cling on, to the magic of tomorrow.
Joy, perched high up on the tree,
Here now, gone the next moment,
Isn’t that how Life is too, a flash of eternity?