And she said to me,
"Oh little flower, why grow you not,
Out here in this open range without a single thought?"
I stared at her firmly, blantantly confused.
"Oh little flower, you do not look amused."
And I said to her,
"Oh little girl, why speak you to me?
I am just a flower, why can't you see?"
She stared at me friendly, she blinked only twice.
"I am less important than a grain of rice."
And she said to me,
"Oh little flower, why think you so little?
You care not even about your life, it is just so simple."
I stared even harder, I couldn't even blink.
"Oh little flower, you're worth more than you think."
