She picks flowers for her flower crown
She is finally happy
All her thought were good
She picks more flowers
She makes her flower crown
After that she grabs her crown and puts it on
Later that night she woke up
Only to find out it was all just a dream
She was lying in bed
Thinking that's the life she wants
She's is tired of all the pain and suffering
She wants to make that happen
But in reality she remembers that it's winter time..
There are no flowers
YOU ARE READING
Be you.
PoetryRandom poems I write :) either when I'm sad or trying to help others.