In a garden of flowers
I was a bud about to bloom .
And when I bloomed,
I opened my eyes,
Stood there an angel
Beautiful she was.
Her eyes were like the stars,
With tears of joy,
And undying love.
Years passed by and the nights grew old,
But that love she had is still a live .
Lit like a sky filled with a thousands of floating lanterns,
And all she can do is ,
Close her eyes and be thankful,
For that gift god gave her.
With love for her to love,
And someone to love her back unconditionally.
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