The Tiny Baby Sap

There I went to mamma's garden

"Hey, you!" I heard a beckoning

Where did it come from?

I lend a close ear at the voice

It was soft, delicate and spongy

I reckon it came from the South

I turned my back and spotted

Ah! There bloomed a gorgeous red flower

Bloomed in the most cared one

I drew close

But, the flower didn't call me

Though I still heard the voice

Alas!

Eyebrows raised, I looked down

In the face of anxiety

"I called", said a weeping sap

"Why are you crying?"

"The gardener will pluck me today"

As it burst into tears

And it reverberated with my eyes

"Gentle friend, I'll save you"

As I plucked it

And safely placed in my study

It smiled

The brightest I ever saw

"Now you have to study with me", I winked

"Alas!" As it burst into laughter

"Will you?" I scolded

As the bud nodded

In the gentle breeze