"Little by little, day by day, let the time be the determiner "echoed a voice..
The words,though seemed simple but they made feel unwelcomed in life.
Till when will time determine, till when will I wait for the beautiful flower..
"The flower flourishes with season "grandma once said..
But this one flower, this one flower it does blossom everyday I might risk loosing it to the farmers when the harvesting season is near .
"Time waits for no man "I ain't having enough strength as it goes by to plough for even the "little garden" in the backyard.
Till when will the "flower "be fruitfull, till when...
Till when my love, my angel till when..