Like a flower that grows
by itself after a long rain,
i will bloom.
I will look cheerful
feeling empty in the inside.
Growing even after being stepped on
until i will not be able to go on
and will dry up.
I will wait until the wind blows me away.
Like a flower that grows by itself,
i will bloom.
Right approach to life. You can read My Love Affair, something of this sort. CP
Janice is write my favorite are the Amarillo's.. I mow em down with the mower and they gift me with twice as many...iip
Flowers return each year stronger and more beautiful. So shall you.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Wow, I like this poem, very original Keep writing I give it a 10