It doesn’t matter

if everything is perfect.

A flower’s bud is lovely,

as well as its bloom.

When you see the blossom fall,

it can seem quite sad,

but the yearning to recall

it in its beauty

can be achingly poignant.

Few people have taste.

One should view things as a whole.

Those who are in love

often realise it when

there is an enforced absence.