When the White Flowers bloom,
When your friend is feeling down,
But you don't want them to gloom,
Trying to not make them frown.
You express to them how you understand,
But never know what to say,
You thought of things to say as planned,
And all you want is to pray.
Pray that they feel better,
That they can never be in gloom,
But never frown to stand proud,
So that the White Flower may bloom.
Jul 4, 2017
Jul 4, 2017 at 3:32 AM UTC
When the White Flowers bloom,
When your friend is feeling down,
But you don't want them to gloom,
Trying to not make them frown.
You express to them how you understand,
But never know what to say,
You thought of things to say as planned,
And all you want is to pray.
Pray that they feel better,
That they can never be in gloom,
But never frown to stand proud,
So that the White Flower may bloom.
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