My Little Flower
You danced in the wind,
Such beautiful little flower.
Given birth by a sweet, lovely mother.
Ready for any type of weather.
Pretty pink petals,
Which can win golden medals.
Even red and white,
Your beauty can blind.
Even in the night,
I watch you and smile
A rememberance of life,
You are my special light.
I am glad my sweetling,
Torns that are bleeding,
Is stronger than any can imagine.
My little flower is so PRECIOUS.
This poem is about:
Me
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