Little Flower

 

 

 

You are so nice,

so sweetly humble,

little wild flower;

that all the earth in my garden

would heed you. would sing for you.

You would fill my eyes with happiness,

with tears of joy.

Little wild flower,

 if you come,

         my garden shall be

                    a wet bed for your roots,

                                     and a smile

                                                for my life.

 

 

April the 17th, 1999