Sunlight, air, flower and water.
On Sunday afternoon after church,
The warm winter sunbeam bathed the ground in a cheerful gold.
Why could I feel a hint of sadness amidst the air?
In this rare, fair weather,
it looked like a little flower was trying to tell me something…
“ Is it a lack of water?” I asked.
Flower:” Nope! There is a lack of heart!”