The rain drops are like petals,
Cherry blossoms falling silently
Upon my bare face
As I look up at the sky.
The cloudy heavens loom above
Are you up there, looking down?
Smiling quiet, wearing frown?
I can only dream of your face now.
Will I meet you when I die?
Will we soar together high?
I stare up at the clouds in vain,
Wondering if we will meet again.
I still remember your love so pure.
Hoping to see your laughing face
I ponder at the moon.
Hoping, wishing, seeking, praying.
Will we meet again?