Flowers

There isn't a good thing until it is open to the world

There isn't a better thing to do until we wake up to see what it were

There isn't a good option unmade until unreturned up to the idea of where we are still

There isn't a greater thought or idea that was seldom thoughtful to receive other than to say it like unto

There isn't a much optional understanding of where we are until we had made it up to there

There isn't much to say other than to reveal that whoever we are is not what we mean by the most

There isn't less than what we intend that was not foreseen to be seen in the second or first place

Untold by any idea or availability in the world, a reality is sought to will it be.

Sideways to sidewards we feel it is much meant to abandon than be it away for much of it is less than a remake.