Like a flower floating in the ocean.
Like an autumn leaf, rustling without reason.
To have my worth lay under your wide vision.
Oh dear sister,
You're the reason of my spring season.
My dreams were mere words.
Until you drew me the rules.
An empty caravan was my heart
You gave me the painting of my own soul.
Beautiful, a piece of literature,
You are a work of endearing feature.
Art of love is what you create,
That's what I call beauty in true sense.
So when times go blue,
And I wouldn't have any clue.
To mend your broken heart being that glue,
Trust me dear, speaking your heart, all true.
'Cause during these storms when I was breaking.
Holding my hands, you kept me from wrecking.
With love, within life, till the end.
Oh dear sister,
Let me hug you till then.
❣❣❣
