Fruit Crumbles
To thee, I give my pardon
For the crumbles of fruit, you did not waste in darken
Out of the crumbles, you created a garden
At once, I grasp I'm far from burden.
I love thee, not this way
But I love thee, the way you sway
The crumbles in your heart will forever stay
For I will never leave you in dismay.
My friend, my family, my angel today
You water me each and every day
Little by little, I'm almost at the stairway
I'm a little crimson flower, and I say "hooray!"
