Author Arthur Waley At the time when blossoms fall from the cherry-tree, On a day when orioles flitted from bough to bough, You said you must stop, because your horse was tired; I said I must go, because my silkworms were hungry. Tags Short Poems Rate this poem Select ratingGive it 1/5Give it 2/5Give it 3/5Give it 4/5Give it 5/5 No votes yet Rate Log in or register to post comments