T’was the time of year when the sun shines so brightly
A precious fruit was sent from heaven by the Almighty
Surpassed the storms lucky rose filled with grandiose seed
Bore special fruit which must be love not just to feed
The delicate fruit was target of prey
Brave branch defenses and ready to whip and slay
Time passed, the fruit got smarter and stronger itself
Delicate period over, rose gather herself
The fruit get naughty which signals to a playmate
Branches and roses is alarmed and solve it by date
The fruit have playmate and no longer get lonely
Fruit so fond of playmate, they’re together daily
The strong brave branch fell to the cold six feet ground
Roses and fruits get shaken, pools of tears around
Fruits get independent, at tender age they work
The beautiful rose, impaired get drunk with cork
Decade passed rose and fruits struggled for living
Rose works day and night, only get strong by believing
The first fruit learn on a young branch full of love
Other fruits are well adjusted and carefree as dove
I, the first fruit loving a young branch dream so much
When I dream, I also fear of hoping too much
There were questions that keep on haunting my dear mind
Will the young branch hold me forever like a blind?
