It’s not the boquet of roses that I hold near to my heart,
But its full of flowers that bloom in life, called experience.
I have bright sunflowers of smiles, red roses of loving moments,
daffodils of achievements, water lilies of my trials, golden tulips of my love,
Failures are depicted by decaying greens which I carefully detach
Making way for new and soft leaves to be replaced.
I lay it in fresh sunlight of life to keep it alive and fresh,
I sprinkle water of new ideas and approach to keep it vivid and lively.
Flowers gathered everyday….