Blossom.
April 5, 2022
How is it possible you shine so bright?
Tohru, what a beautiful soul you are.
I don’t ever want to see you affright—
No please don’t cry, you are a shining star.
Thanks to you, I’m no longer sad in spring.
When the flowers bloom, I remember you.
I like to think of you as my left-wing—
Because of you, I see everything through.
You sit pretty in pink: Glossy lipstick.
Whenever you smile the world feels warm—
How can someone make me feel so homesick?
Ms. Honda, you are a perfect art form.
I know your mom is incredibly proud.
Don’t worry, she watches you from the clouds.