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?