Flowers

They slowly grow in my garden 

I have been looking at them since kindergarten

 They are very beautiful 

Whether they are in any color 

It could be red, pink, orange

They are in the soil "Buried" that's all they are

Those little thieves 

Slowly turning out to be flowers and leaves 

It was a little seed

Turned out to be so neat

When we look at them We forget our pain 

Get a smile on your face 

That's their way