Grieving that he had grown old, while seated beneath the cherry blossoms.

色も香もおなじ昔にさくらめど年ふる人ぞあらたまりける

iro mo ka mo onadi mukasi ni sakuramedo tosi Furu Fito zo aratamarikeru

In both hue and scent Just as in days long gone Do they seem to bloom, yet A man with years laid upon him Has changed beyond all measure.

Ki no Tomonori