The Garden
My garden
Flowers and fruits
Wind and bugs
All together
The flowers smell pleasant
Colorful and diverse
They live together
And share the garden
The sweet fruits are essential
Live ones are beautiful
Dead ones feed flowers
They bring the garden life
I grow it from scratch
Watching my creation bloom
Like the flowers I planted
Bringing life and color
The wind whispers
To the flowers
Shaking them with its news
A messenger for the garden
Bugs like children
Playing and roaming
Helping and eating
Foreigners in my garden
My garden
Full of life
Destined to die
Like everything else
It will die
All of it will
But that's alright
I'll make another