I am- A little flower without a bee
I am- A little flower growing next to a tree
The sun shines- But the bee never comes
I have a tree overhead
It hides me well from all the Bee's love
When it rains
Drops of moisture, makes a sweet sound
Without love
Only tears are known to never be found
Sometimes I feel like the sun never shines
As if only for this, nothing more-
Is my reason to cry
Imagine
Living under a tree
Foreseeing what you can dream
Where is my bee
(02/03/2018)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem