Tulip

My tulip, my beautiful daughter
The purest child of mountain waters
I will never, ever give you away
Neither for art, nor for the glory
You'll burst into blossom as soon as I fade
With an ultimate glimpse for me to remember —
Capricious storms and the spiritful jests
Shimmering lullabies and the nights of no rest
My flower, my precious daughter
You make me smile on my gloomiest days

2022

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