The flowering cherries <br />Flowing and pink, <br />Blossoms, like snow <br />Fall to the ground, <br />Never making a sound. <br />Like pink confetti, <br />Their petals are ready. <br />They must be The Wedding Trees. <br />I'll get married under one of these. <br />I, d like to get married <br />In satin and bows, <br />As petals fall on my clothes, <br />And scent touches my nose, <br />As I tingle at the toes. <br />So just hold my hand, <br />And we'll stroll through the land, <br />Tears roll down my face, <br />In this Heavenly place, <br />This is my Wedding day!<br /><br />Julia Ann Holliday<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-wedding-trees/
