Wisteria

the one about seasonal changes

So-called seasons

it's just some flowers bloom instead of others

some color overwhelms others

in spring, butterflies transform

into more beautiful ones

some sour grapes on the vine

some sweet ones

like soft dresses on cute girls

irresistible lure of the summer

the snowy mountains

they never left us

and the little hut

the unchanging birch forest

time and again

emotions grow in the mist and rain

moonlit night laid out on the pavement

more thoughts strengthen

under tender wisteria frame.