I once knew a flower
The flower was not pretty a first,
The flower never really interested me,
It was just there for being there.
You may think I'm cruel, but,
That was how I felt at the time.
We laughed at stupid things,
We were not two, but, one.
Now it started to look prettier,
I was captivated by it, and admire it.
Soon I would realize my terrible mistake,
For I had lost the flower to others.
Now, I just wait for a time
We're I could again be one with the flower
YOU ARE READING
The flower
PoetryEs un poema sobre una persona que es especial y que pues cosas pasan. Tal vez nunca se entere pero como quiera, me inspire tanto que hice esta historia en forma de poema.
