Mother of ladybird
A soil for roots Crawling for foods Secret about the garden of words A rain for mud Whispering moots Happend in loops A baby ladybird attract in petrichor and rhyme of pitter-patter Musky-sweet pungent in wet Glow baby ladybird a purity of hate You wont told me The life is scary You once told me Prepare in hurry why? I shrienked soul Neglecting the flaunting garden of words You still blooming the flowers of belives and loves Mother Im a ladybird flying over-route You are a home flooding loves Where Im drowning but not lose Yesterday baby ladybird was clueless . . -haruki- 27/6
