They can take any flower that They want,
Except the flower that in my hand,
This flower smell nice and this flower look brightest,
wait a minute this flower can smile,what happen to my eyes?
This flower thorn hurt me badly sometimes,
but dont even think about it!,
I will still hold it in my palm,doesn't matter how hurt Iam,
This flower is mine!
one day,
I accidentally hurt this flower,
I must be lost my mind,
Im keeping begging and felling scared if this flower lose it's smile,
so now I know I afraid to lose this flower and now I know this flower is my apple pie,
I does feel jealous when someone else try to smell flower,
so now I know ,
I will keep this flower ,
so that , this flower become totally mine .
YOU ARE READING
Surat Untuk Bunga
Poetrypoetry for flower I don't have any strength to talk to her so I write this letter. :) -finish-
