Oh pollen that sways so
you mock me with branches low
flowers of pink show off their color
while my eyes you make them water
I do not know
how i can forgive thee
for bringing upon
the cherry tree
which tastes sweeter than
a childhood memory
and then takes it away
and makes you sneeze
everyone loves you
you brighten their day
But here i say
Nay nay
they won’t love you
when noses start to itch
youve poisoned us
with your allergy witch
Caeli's Words 