Who will resist
A blooming flower
Stand out the most
Beautiful among the rest

It blooms it lasts
The entire days
Glowing perfectly
In the her father's secret garden

The sweetest nectar
From a full bloom flower
Patiently wait
For the right bee to buzz
Finding its way into the secret garden

Sipping its sweetness
Abusing its beauty
Snatching it away
far away from the comfort
Of a garden made of gold ...

Its long gone
Its story half forgotten
Trapped in a glass house
With a heartless king of bee

The beauty of a flower may fade
It dries it dies
But the trail of
Of its fragrance
Will
Lasts...
In her father's secret garden..