As I walk through a rose garden
and see a little flower,
I imagine how deeply
its aroma would shower
to fill the space
with its richness.

I wait for a while
to feel its beauty
but time goes by
and a sense of duty
makes me move on
with quickness.

It was a great feeling
but now it is past,
and I miss the moment
that went so fast
that I couldn't enjoy it
at its fullest.