Blossoming Budlings

Cherry blossoms Pink and white Sprinkle down Like confetti. What a lovely flower That pops open like popcorn From one single tree As its petals blow in the wind. Amongst the cherry blossoms There are budlings attached to branches Still waiting to awaken Waiting to blossom. Though these budlings take time They are quite special As if their waiting for the moment To reveal themselves to the world. Once they begin to bloom When the sun's rays just right Slowly they unravel To reveal their majestic forms. Their color more dyed than others A deep pink like a heart White light as an angel's wing Their form so divine. These blossoms branch out More than their siblings For they are the most beautiful For all to gander upon.