Literature
The Little Flower.
The little flower
With her skin so fair
And two lilies in her hair.
Hands tied
She believed him when he lied.
Oh this little flower
She never knew she had the power,
To think, to feel
To be like her sister, and heal.
This little girl
Her head is in a whirl.
All these knew things she doesn't understand
No longer her father's right hand.
One by one, the stars blink out
The little flower, lost in doubt.
Her world has lost it's sun,
Now she's the only one.
"Take them with you," Daddy says,
And the little flower, will wither and lose her hue,
Much to her dismay, she she reflects to time lost in the rain.