Like a Christmas tree
Decorated by a tiny child
Who can only reach so far
The cherry tree begins it blossoming
In her lowest branches
And slowly grows like a growing child
Up the levels
Branch to branch
Like slow moving
Joyous fire spreading
Branch by branch
I watch the blossom
Open up and show the world
The softest pink flush of petal and bloom
Its neighbours the Apple trees
When they open,
Their red blooms are like lips
Inviting bees to delve in
All the way into their bodies
And lose themselves in the sexiness
But my cherry tree
Blooms with an innocent that catches my breath
In wonder and true love
We have been friends,
Cherry and me
Spring to Spring
She has shown me brilliant reds and brown of autumn
Stark, still winter emptiness
And the fullness of summer fruits
I thought I had lost her friendship
For a few lonely seasons
Until I realised she was waiting for me
To remember how to listen
Her blossom is spreading
Each day it grows higher
And the child decorating the tree grows taller
Cherry speaks quickly now
As she knows I am leaving her soon
She puts her mind into my heart
With her colour and shape and movement and voice
And she says to me
I
Will
Miss
You
Nwyfre 
wonderful last lines!
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