The meaning of life haunts us all.
People say life, is something filled with wonders and miracles.
I say, 'What? What is the meaning of life? '
Is it a temporary feeling?
I got my answers from a little flower.
That flower had opened my eyes.
Once, a boy who was always sad,
Had changed into a cheerful boy.
The flower, to me, it's from God.
The answer to all my questions.
Thank You.
I will always treasure that very answer.
Poem by: Sora (Shaun)
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