15. Bloom
Is this winter?
Turned out being summer!
Does the weather trouble?
Turned out being not!
Then, Oh! Why do you open your eyes, not?
Open your wonderful eyes
And have a look!
The freshness;
You can feel, you can see
The peace;
Depth into your soul.
Open little pinky wings, your!
Oh! My little flower bud;
Look, how fascinating; the world
Bloom, spread glory!
✍ Pearl
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