One day on my way to my home,
I saw beside the wall of a house
a charming, beautiful flower.
Majestic in its stand,
I always looked at it with wonder.
There was no obstacle,
No law binding me.
I would have plucked it
If only it had been within my reach.
I enjoyed the beauty of the
Flower every day.
But today I saw that it had been
plucked by somebody!
Who could it be?
May be somebody with finger
slightly longer than mine.