When The Blossom May End

The spring arrives like a fresh blowing breeze

Spreading a pleasant aura of the blooming trees,

the flowers, their petals, all start to bloom with glory

So brightly, as if they were waiting to start their story

The tiny buds of the flowers that were dreaming to open,

Finally, blossom with pure satisfaction.

The sun shines and the rainbow 'smiles'

Spring is happening, filling the atmosphere with bees and butterflies.

Spring rolls by quickly, inviting the autumn

And there comes a time that ends the blossom

the leaves shrivel and the petals fall

the buds that bloomed are now buried in permanent sleep

for its the autumn's call

So there comes a time when the blooming glory may end

but it's all just a cycle that goes on and on,

just like the spring passed, so will the autumn

And from the ruins again, the flowers will blossom

The flowers will repeat their story all over.

Their bloom their rise and finally their fall,

But most important of all,

How they were back to blossoming again

And so, 

There's a time when the blossom may end...

But it will go on until the flowers can blossom again!