When I read this poem in school it evoked an imagery. When I taught it to my students – it kindled a wish to once see this in person.

Loveliest of trees, the cherry now by A. E. HOUSMAN

Loveliest of trees, the cherry now
Is hung with bloom along the bough,
And stands about the woodland ride
Wearing white for Eastertide.

Now, of my threescore years and ten,
Twenty will not come again,
And take from seventy springs a score,
It only leaves me fifty more.

And since to look at things in bloom
Fifty springs are little room,
About the woodlands I will go
To see the cherry hung with snow.

Last year in fact I was speaking to my sister in law, who still resides in Japan about my wish. However, in between the US travel happened, so the Japanese Sakura wish got stalled.

Officially 20th of March is the start of #Spring in this country. I was constantly checking about the cherry blossoms. Finally unable to contain the curiosity, we paid a visit to the #brooklynbotanicalgarden today. We realized we were early. The cherry blossoms are yet to start. But a lone tree , stood there to grant me, my wish and keep the hope. I got a glimpse of just one, but truly speaking I am elated . After seeing the lone tree in bloom, for sometime I actually forgot I was not alone there . When I finally turned around , I saw R sitting quietly in a bench nearby. Then I asked him to join me. Just a handful of friends and my father will understand this ecstacy.

Can’t wait to go back for the #cherryesplanade to be in full bloom.