My Hibiscus Happy
I like the hibiscus,
That make me wait,
While I’m always in daze,
Looking at the leaves,
Lit with the sunrays.
Have you had a hibiscus plant before?
I do not know,
But I have three,
Not similar to each,
Red, pink and peach.
From the balcony of my room,
I stare at it,
Like the sunflower to the sky.
I do not understand what it thinks,
But I know how it makes me feel:
Cheerful, joyful and everything happy.
Yes, it makes me wait,
The wait seems undying,
But, hone-like,
The little bud makes me smile,
I greet it goodnight,
To wish it morning in the day.
But it plans to surprise me,
That one day,
When it finally blooms,
Exposing itself to the bright day light,
Wearing the red smile,
On its bright yellow face.
