La La .... Lame Me

In the garden

The flowers blossom,

Chirping in the sky

The bird sings,

In the hearing

The sweetness sings,

In the horizon

Things seem to seem fairer

Things about that crazy

Crazy loving ecstasy, Now

In the garden

A bird blossoms

Flowers singing in the sky

Hearing ‘that’ voice gives me wings to fly

Now no horizon no surreal things,

Seeing ‘that’ cute little face of 

My yesterday born sister

Scared so No holding,

Beholding that flower for an hour, dual

I’m becoming a flower and a gardener.