That flower

That flower

I see
Flowers are like first love.

Lucky flower that dreams of embracing a sprawling playground
with a small and invisible body like an ant said goodbye today .

Fresh you cool the eyes when looking at
even your withers give fragrance to the masters around you
But you are often fragile
Until it is not enough to provide eternal beauty

Then whoever broke you
You still give fragrance to his hands
Gave all that he should not have

if you know it,
although no one recognized him,
we are all flowers embracing the world.
Like a flower that dreams of being trampled...
I love that flower
say goodbye today.