Aurore

The storm had passed away and the Sun begins to rise, A glimpse of summer sunlight embraced her with fluttering dancing moths and butterflies, As the wind begins to play with her hair, petals danced in the summer air Daisies and poppies and ladybugs cherished the arrival of summer. In a world full of chaos, the flowers bloom even then, What just blooms under a blazing sun, is what she wanted to become, Like a flower who lets her petals go She left her distress long ago...