There was a boy.

When he had a dream.

The dream was so distant.

It began to distance things.

They asked how he felt.

He replied cold when there is no snow.

He wanted a flower.

The weather did not let it grow.

There was a boy.

A Garden filled with beautiful flowers.

He had tools and every hoe.

A beautiful bouquet tied with rope.

They asked for a gi...

Read and leave comments (0)