Till the Flowers Bloom.
I wake up in the morning. Knowing it's not good to mourning. But my legs are trembling I'm so close of tripping. I walk outside the house. Take the green plastic watering can. Fill it with potions of life. To keep my flowers alive. I love it, The scent of flower. I love it, The calmness of the flower. I know it takes time. I know it's going to be long. I don't care of world's doom. I'll nurture it... Till the Flowers Bloom..