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A Cleave poem for the poetry contest. It is about a young girl's wish. |
| Spring Wish I think about the beginning of spring / while I trudge through the pristine, crystal snow. The breeze moves my loose, long hair / and I look up at the cloudy, blue sky. I notice the green tips on the tree branches. / I wonder how many days until leaves open up. I never miss seeing the blossoming of the cherry trees, / as I walk by the Mall in our capital. I enjoy beholding each small white and pink flower / which takes on a fresh, beautiful look each year. I wish that I was a cool, clear raindrop / so I pause among the monuments, flags and cherry trees. And I would want to be forever with the tree. / And this would be my exquisite home. The Mall is the National Mall in Washington. The art of cherry blossom viewing is called hanami. |