Spring in Bloom

Blossom is magic in the form of pastel pink and creamy white. Soft and delicate, or large and velvety. I still remember quite vividly the cherry blossoms that lined one particular part of my old primary school. It was in the younger kids playground and when I moved up into P4 I felt such a deep sadness at my loss that I would defiantly go back to those cherry blossoms. Back to where they littered the dark grey, muddy ground with little pieces of spring, where pools of water gathered in the folds of the ground and we would make magic soup of petals and grass. Of course you never need a reason to stare at the sky, but blossom in the air is still a damn good one.