Eager beaver blogger that I was, I posted, long before I should have way back in cold January, a poem about cherry blossoms. One of the first I memorized, “Loveliest of Trees the Cherry, Now” by A.E. Housman, perfectly captures the almost unearthly beauty of cherry trees in full bloom. Further, the point of the poem is exactly the reality that people want more beauty, more blossoms, and want to keep them, see them, enjoy them longer.
Click the link above and read this poem about cherry blossoms and about the shortness of life. It’s a good first poem for starting the memorizing habit.
Looking for excuses to publish more cherry blossom pictures
