I hear the leaves rustling
I love listening to the soothing wind
I open my eyes and see the falling leaves.
The sakura tree has beautiful leaves
That are pink and bold leaves that keep rustling
Which fall as slowly as feathers and quiet like the wind.
With its dying breath the the light leaf gets lost in the wind
As the sun sets I look to the falling pink leaves
I leave the park as the sun grows old as I listen to the leaves rustling.
The sakura leaves are still rustling in the wind past present and future forever.