Periwinkle Poem by Kujo with two curls

Everyday,
from window I glance at sweet periwinkle,
which was little sibling when I sowed it.
Every morning,
I saw sweet periwinkle smiling at me,
standing with a proud as a beautiful lady.
As her pink flowers blossom,
giving the pattern of tiara of nature.
As the sun rises to light universe,
periwinkle also shows her youth.
By telling the world,
'Look, look at me how I am happy and how I am shining on the lap of mother Earth without moving'.