Flower and Butterflies

A Poem by Randolf Ramos

Without flower without butterflies, i am strong enough.

Strength is never counted by stature.
A lovely flower thought, love is weakness;
he is weak because he loves no one knows who.
Time will come home and home won't find time.
This lovely flower whispered as she sway.
Solitude mocks love, she thought weakness is his vice.
For peace, an end starts in time.
But ahhh! Little flower! you won't see me wither,
for I will let it ring through time.
That I am strong enough!
Without flower, without butterflies.