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My gift was a Red Flower

which came from the lovely garden

carefully watered by my little birds

with all the passion and care that it takes



And , you placed my red flower

abandoned on the floor

Its thirst of Love was only water

to keep her alive and colourful.



The bad weather, strong winds

and also predators attacked her beauty

and suddenly started to cry

tearful and painful, would not survive



Oh !, What a pity for my flower

It would be better in the forest

or, you should send it back to my bedroom

where is always peace, love and care for it.



How can I revive it

when it was cut off my tree

the roots remain in my garden

but , your soil is to dry for her.



I should probably try to give another present

but not the best of my harvest

because the River of Life

is a hair that grows with light



I won't give away the recipe of my favourite meal

if you are full of junky food

your taste would not appreciate

all the flavours of the garden of my Heart.