A flower needs care
With the hands of kindness of her mother
And the caring voice
Of her father
That reads to her the song of patience and wisdom
During starry nights
But when a storm arises
And the storm hits the little garden of peace
That flower dies
The care dies
And the voice of wisdom dies along within her
In a moment of chaos
During a troubled storm
From heart of angry sea
Shahla Latifi
11-10-2015