My stem, broken
My petals, withered
While all the flowers
Red, yellow, purple ones
Swayed and danced
I sat in the corner
Neglected.

My stem, broken
My petals, withered
To have a look at me
Nobody dared
Yet, a little smiling girl
Picked me up
And decorated me on her hair

My stem, broken
My petals, withered
But hey little angel
Thanks for reminding me
That I'm still a rose
And I'll always be.