The light of Sakura's

I am warm an bright im the light of the Sakura  we light it up, keep it tight then slowly take back are warm light.  Each light grows with every Sakura goes, are taker keeps warm from are help. The poor Sakura’s fall to the hard stone road and never to seen the light again, it dies. Unhappy, but there life for filled, as to what every Sakura dose it gives it life for another to come.