Cherry Blossoms fall
As we pass by the stone bridge
Hanging pink curtains

Fishes in the pond
White, black and clean red markings
Making small ripples

Mother’s kimonos
Of red flowers and grasses
Were velvety silks

The sparrow perched here
On the wooden window pane
Pecking on the grains




Winter came slowly
I strolled by the frozen halls
Blowing on my hands

Spiders spin their webs
Sakura watched quietly
Her eyes glowed dimly

Snow covered rice fields
They climbed Fiji with Father
They did not come back

The window pane fell
Ice melted on the stone floor
They all ran away

My fingers galloped
Water froze in the fish ponds
I weren’t afraid