Beautiful flower, how are you?
You've been showered by the kisses of the morning dew
You are guided by the hand that holds the vast blue sky
But why oh why, am I hearing you sigh?
Serenaded by the whispers of bees and butterflies
Admired by the thick clouds moving up in the skies
You sleep under the branches of the sturdy tall tree
But why in your sadness you cry infinitely?
Oh true! Love passes by quickly without us noticing
And go with it the melodies we so often sing
But other butterflies are passing by, your tears you must wipe
Tomorrow you will wither, do not waste your life..
I wrote this for myself a year ago and I want to share it to all those who feel insufficient sometimes, just sometimes..
