FLOWER (ORIGINAL POEM)

You were long ago, my beautiful little flower,
our love is, now, like an abandoned castle - tower ...
I still remember, when you were in my hands,
when we went to hear so many different bands ...
Then suddenly for my little flower the winter came ...
And I still do not know for sure whom to blame???
Miss you and your picture stands on a bedside table
and my feelings for you are much more than stable ...
Hope that seed for my little flower will grow and grow,
sometimes I feel so down, like to be on death row ...
My little flower with that man is happy and she blooms,
he is wealthy and has a castle with so many, many rooms!!!