Out- in our garden,

Leaves of green make their debut,

Pink- petals falling,

Are you a sakura’s tear?

Weeping with friend yanagi?

The sadness of war

Contrasted with the simple

Yellow Warbler’s song

Bringing such melancholy

On an early Sunday morn

It will be summer,

Before I see you again.

One full rotation.

Do you still have your smile lines?

Or have they turned to sorrow?