Literature
Flowers
Every single year,
flowers for her
red, white, yellow, pink
Every single colour
She loved tulips
Her sweet smile was so adorable
it rescued my busy day
When I walk along the streets,
I see happy people around me
It hurts
deep in my heart
It hurts.
Today
I have no reasons to bring her any colourful tulip
anymore
She walked away
from me, from my life
to God