Blossom Cherry

A Blossom cherry,
A place where beautiful flowers grow.
Filled with roses with no thorns
And birds sing the morning song.
Where beauty is for the bold
And peace is for the old.
Many call it home,
A place I can never go.

They say it's a peaceful place,
A happy place.
The living can't take you there
But once you reach it you'll never leave that place.

They say it's warm and safe
Radiant with blissful grace.
A place where love is shared
And no tear drop goes unheard.

in Blossom cherry
Death turns to flowers,
Sun rises for hours,
A home for tired hearts.
A place where lives rests.
A final resting place for the blessed.
A place I can never go.