Sunday, April 30, 2006
Tulips are my favourite flowers.
3 inner petals, and 3 outer sepals,
smiling open during the sunny day,
shy and closed during the evenings,
they definitely possess feelings....
and infront of them, I can't hide my feelings.
Tulip was always her favourite flower.
It was her first and favourite gift I gave her,
and I still remember.
It was a flourist in Jeanne D'arc.
Yellow in color.
yellow and dark.
The birds singing in her eyes.
The rain drops...
a drop, after the other..
after the other.
(picture: Tulips everywhere in Pittsburgh)