I
Poems scribbled down
In small pages
Strewn all over the room
Like flowers in a garden after a storm.
II
Rain drops
Dripping down the leaflets
Slight movements
Ah! Little lives in nature.
III
Wind blew outside
The willow trees stood still in my heart
Lingering on the message
Of a friend's death.
IV
A flower floats in the stream
My lovely life! You are another flower,
You too must end
Get ready to fall and float away.
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