Flowers

The seasons come and go:

each will pass and return.

My heart has forgotten:

why won’t you hold my hand?

A flower has two parts –

the male and the female;

One of them is hidden:

one of us is hiding.

Flowers bloom in season,

Petals fall off season;

My tears fall with the wind,

like flowers in the wind.

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