Gardener

I planted a tree

In the deep inside of my heart

which is modified by tears...

            I watered it

            With all my heartfelt love

            By hoping to grew my tree without blue.

A lovely flower was bloomed

On the day of curses tuned.

            I tied nothing

            For my flower's dream.

My songs made him

Dancing softly,

I love u,my lit' flower.

            But....

            Before stopping my laughter,

            I was dead

            Because of my flower's sweet scent.

                                                  (BS)