You are the watering can,
And my heart is the flower,
My heart slowly whithers away,
From not seeing you every hour.
The dew of the morning,
Cannot help my pain,
Not even the sun,
Not even the rain.
Only when you water me,
With your smiles and laughter,
Will i grow to live,
Happily ever after...
Cleo Blue
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/my-heart-the-flower/
