My flower girl

My flower girl

I have met a nice flower girl

A confidential friend and still

Discovering this blooming heart

I wonder now what may I feel?

The first time was a discover

A sunny day during a walk

I came to her sharing a talk

She was sitting among flowers.

I have met a nice flower girl

A confidential friend and still

Discovering this blooming heart

I wonder now : was it a dream ?

Minutes had turned into hours

Even the blue sky was smiling

Under the trees, singing, laughing

We were still there under the stars.

I have met a nice flower girl

A confidential friend and still

Discovering this blooming heart

I wonder now : what may I feel ?

So I’m thinking : If I love her

Picking her up, she will die!

And my heart too : “Let her alive!”

And come often among flowers

I have met a nice flower girl

A confidential friend for real !

And she will stay forever and ever

My beloved one, flower sister…

2011-05-01

Rémi Boyer