I was a land.
A deserted land.
Not a plant dared
to sprout in my soil.
Then there's you.
The one who
transformed the land.
The hardheaded,
persistent, hyper,
optimistic woman, who
doesn't give up.
You planted flowers,
and fruits. But none of
it survived. You didn't
gave up. You planted,
and planted, and planted.
Til one day, one
flower survived. The
Joy on your face couldn't
be fathom. Even I, was
surprised. I never thought
I was capable of such thing.
Day after day the plants
you planted started to grow.
Not long after that
I was transformed into
a beautiful land. The
smile in your face never
cease to leave. I've
never seen you more
happier that day.
Chirping birds, animals
enjoyed the ambience,
butterflies were everywhere.
Later that night I
was surprised to see
you laid on your back
in the grass. It was your
first night with me.
You just watched the
stars. The sky was clear
of clouds, the moon wasn't
up yet. Few fireflies hovered.
The moment so surreal,
so perfect. We stayed like
this, all night long.
The cold and damp air,
peaceful silence, and the
beautiful scenery.
As the night started to
leave, the sun made its
entrance, orange rays was
visible and so was your
tears. I never saw you again
since that day.
Maybe that was
your goodbye.
The way you caressed
the grass, picked the
the red rose, and put
it where you were laid
earlier. Then that last
innocent smile.
Thank you for
everything. You made
this land beautiful.
You made my life
colorful.
Thank you.
