Flower Song

Late evening, I waved my bye to the train In the railways, I saw a lonely flower in the rain Dancing in wind fragile, frail and alone The rest of her siblings must have been gone Alone with confidence she smiles in light glimmering stars, her friends in night Four or Five who pass her wonders and stop For they knew the value of beautiful in shop I am home, Sitting under the tree with my pen Trying to put my thought, just like other men It will be soon morning, there will be sun The flower will smile delightfully with fun She will be praised soon, It won't take long Garden or Rails her home, She owns her flower song !