[PEANUT]

Ae , breathless and blue,
With drawn lids of peace,
Cold and pale under the snow,
Blowing my life with the winter breeze;

With my red on the white snow,
Flowing the way all life will,
Freezing in three seconds,
Browning before standing still;

Next to a pond I lay,
Silent and dry eyed,
The ripples seized with my life,
And my last gasp, I sighed;

Slept I under paper lanterns,
Shimmering amidst the loving snow,
Yet , ember glow in the night,
Lighting me with a tender throw;

The death I dreamt of,
In dream land , that were free,
Blossoming after my life, Covered ,
By petals from my sakura tree;