Look at “my world”.
It’s fresh and got a wonderful serene. You are welcome; everybody who seeks for friend and comfort is welcome actually. You are most welcome if you are a good listener.
Wander, as if you are the best voyager under the sun.
Dig my hidden treasure as if you are the most diligent miner among the rest (I assure you, there is gold hidden).
Observe my innermost, as if you are the great and most careful specialist.
I used to be a astray flower growing wild. But when a mystery poured on me, I was saved in droughty desert.
Look how simple I can be as a friend, but everybody if not all will surely be delighted to see what I saw and still can see in my world.
A humble flower will talk and confess.
She’s a flower of few words, so be patient if some words are short. She just hoped that the observer can smell the fragrance of the SIMPLE WILD FLOWER.