{Quoia}
Oh delicate flower, I ask you what's wrong. You close your petals and say nothing.
Oh delicate flower, you don't let the sun shine on you anymore. Why are you hurting?
Oh delicate flower, you say you're fine. Stop saying you're fine. Please let the rain drops that stain your petals stain my shirt.
Oh delicate flower, you try to lift your stems higher then ours to show us a perfect example of how to deal with things. But you can't help yourself .
I hope your petals open. Your rainy days help you blossom. Your sunny days make you bright.
I hope God speaks to you and nurtures you. I hope you ever hurt you, open their mind.
I hope you cry to let pain out. I hope you scream to feel relief. I hope you talk to get understanding.
I wish you the best in life, as I will be in the garden, everyday, watching you bloom.
From your sister💙
