by Margaret Bedford
The cherry blossoms have long since fallen and faded,
as have I,
yet still I remember a meal of
Mandarin Mu Shu Duck
with the young Canadian soldier,
who made me blush with his every glance.
He makes me blush, still,
each time I eat Mu Shu,
remembering those moon-drenched evenings
under the pink blossoms,
their fragrance, so perfect, so fleeting,
as short as a duck's life
in a land of hungry people.
for Margaret's prompt at Real Toads : I took my inspiration from her wonderful photo of the Mandarin Ducks , photographed at the Prospect Park Zoo in Brooklyn. The story, needless to say, is fictional. Don't I wish it weren't, LOL.