Written by: Prathana Kshetri - 29021, Grade VII
Posted on: 20 November, 2023
When the river flows by
We can smell the sweet scent of cherry blossom
He looks up to find the tree
Decaying and dying out of its guilt
The boy slowly went near it and asked
“Why do you feel guilt when it's not your fault?”
Do not try to blame yourself for what they did to you
Can you bloom again and do things instead of them only making you a use?
The tree slowly looked down at the boy
Looking at others it yelled
Indeed you came back, you were not here when I needed you
No you came back after they cut me to pieces
