A FLOWER

Flower I am,
Blossomed today morning
With all my cousins’

A priest came,
Plucked me and placed me on the temple of,
GOD.

I couldn’t be more happy then this
I am the luckiest flower in the world.

As I shone in the tiara of deity
My cousins’ tone is jealously.

Then dusk arrived,
Then dawn arrived.

The priest came,
Lifted me up and fling me in the bin.

I lay there and slowly thaw out.

I am the luckiest flower in the world.


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