My Secret Garden

by Alexander   May 10, 2006


I have a secret garden,
I grow many flowers,
ranges from colors,
to shapes,
to even their own distinct smells,
but today I found a new flower,
biggest happiest flower ever,
colors brighter then the sun,
and it smelled of new life,
I loved this flower,
this flower made life wonderful,
despite all these random flowers,
all different but none to distinct,
but this flower came to me and showed me that life is wonderful,
but years passed and this flower finally died,
I cried,
I sorrowed,
nothing made me feel as special as this flower did,
for I loved this flower with all I had,
but I lost it,
but will love this flower for ever and ever,
what is this flower?
what you should be asking is,
who is this flower?

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