Four seasons a year on pace,
Yet only a month that cherry blossoms surface.
People find it’s worth the wait,
All to cherish the beauty that lies ahead.
In the sea of billions people,
Seeded one and the only one.
Be it wait, or be it a chase,
For certain hope will not fade.
With perseverance, with faith,
With love, with fate,
It is a blessing that today the wait has waned.
Whether it’s a miracle, or whether it’s fate,
She has finally found her soulmate.
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