Beneath the budding cherry tree
where we shared our first kiss,
my lover waits so patiently
with dreams of joy and bliss.
Sweet mourning dove who's perched up high
is cooing 'neath a cloudless sky.
Sweet mourning dove,
sweet mourning dove,
his precious love I can't deny.
But Fate had other plans for me,
betrothed since I was born.
Our love was never meant to be ~
rebellion would bring scorn.
I searched my heart ~ I must decide.
Determined then, I'll be his bride.
I searched my heart,
I searched my heart ~
I'll marry my true love with pride.
I chose a date to run away
in cherry blossom time.
I cannot wait ~ this is the day
our love becomes sublime!
Together now, we hugged and kissed
as sun broke through the morning mist.
Together now,
together now
we celebrate our lovers' tryst.
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Author Notes
Three stanzas of nine lines each.
Rhyme scheme and syllable:
ababccddc
8-6-8-6-6-8-4-4-8
First four syllables of line five becomes the refrain in lines 7 and 8 of each stanza.
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