Does it have the same effect on you?
Does it lift your spirits and help you pull through?
It’s such a pretty sight,
Lightly strewn over day and night,
Earlier I used to pick up a few,
To adorn my house with their hue,
Now I let them be,
And feel uplifted every time I go out and see,
The green grass looks greener,
When sprinkled with the pink flower,
The backyard paints a pretty picture,
With speckled white champas that lend the perfect tincture,
What is it with me,
What is there to see,
It’s only flowers scattered on the ground one would say,
But somehow into my heart they find their way