They stand by me to wilt
Away from me you tilt
I watered them with my tears
Ever since you have made it clear
Yet they started to bloom
Amidst all the gloom
It is a wonder
For me to ponder
And I dread to fear
No one to kiss them dear
Do you know ?
What I sow ?
A pot of tulips
Just for your lips
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by Tan Chia-Li <wisely@singnet.com.sg> 17 Dec 98
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