Flowers I have planted for years
But never have seen them
As they grew
Not out of soil , but into the soil
In the woods by my house
A great dark hole is
Many curious souls has eaten
As the legend goes
Into it a letter I threw
For someone's answer I hoped
The answer came
They wrote about my flowers
( And Their strange colours )
And asked about theirs
( In my world )
I wrote about their flowers
( And their strange fragnance )
And asked about mine
( In their world )
They shaped my world
And theirs I shaped
Letters made me smile
And I cried because flowers of mine
Never I have seen
