The Hope of an Orphan Flower
There is a little flower
Somewhere
Inside my forsaken heart.
Barely breathing,
And, It has no fate to bloom.
Since the day you walked away,
Leaving my world in emptiness,
I’ve refrained from nourishing
That poor little orphan flower.
Battered by the wind,
The rain, and the thunders,
Along with the alteration of seasons.
But even in desolation,
Hope flickers.
Can this little flower
Find its way back to life?
© Mr. ECZ