Oh flowers
You are very impressed with the story of disepenggal thoughts
Your sensational shadow appears right in the retina of my eye
Without a secret story
You emit perfect light
Oh flowers
Your life is precious to be loved
Your charm is wasted if you do not see
A smile on a sunny moon in a pitch black night
Keep growing flowers until she sees your beauty
Note : stories about mama that is always blooming and beautiful, i use google translation ..
P.S. also add one small link to the Steemit School Discord at the bottom of your poems: https://discord.gg/hyfYQ9P
