White Flower Poem by David Petriashvili

There was a little white flower
I was sitting on the window
She saying me something amazing
Passed me everywhere
One day all of a sudden I had a glance
The tears in the eyes of the sdioda
I asked him what was the reason for
And nothing is said
Recently more and more to weep
I found out what was the cause of
It turns out that dying and he not saying
My beautiful white flower
The last seconds of his life had
Suddenly illuminated the sky and disappeared
And the sky is gone forever
There was a little white flower
I was sitting on the window and cried