"Luna I'm coming to your home, After All mom permitted me.....", I said to her happily.
"I CANT BELIEVE I'M SO HAPPY", she replied more happily.

"Better hurry up now"
"Okay girl"
I got ready and drove towards her amd it was the first time I met her family, They treated me like I'm a family member too.

"I like your family"
"I like mine too, until mom gets angry",replied her

I was exploring her room,
"Luna you are allergic to pollens,aren't you?"
"Yes I'm"
"Why do I see so many flowers here?"
"Because I love them,
and in love of a flower a gardener becomes a slave to a thousand thorns"
(Turkish proverb)
"Woah, who made you poetic"
"Myself"

(There were sunflowers, roses, dandelions , tulips and a new flower)
"Which one looks the most beautiful to you?"she asked
"That new one....what is it?"
"These are called morning glory"

"These flowers are special, they kinda wilt at the end of each day and with every rising sun , the flower blooms again like a new one"
"Woah"
I crawled near them, they looked so beautiful
"They look divine, even in front of roses"
"You know what makes them special?"
"What?"
"They forget the past....see each flower blooms like a new one....although they are the same ones as yesterday"

"I wish I could"

To the fields of morning glory when I came across
Every other flower blurred ,even every rose
In the evening I saw them wilting and dying
Next morning they woke again
"there is no loss"

Oh! To be like this flower is one of my wish.
Letting go of memories, easily with a swish.
Wilted flowers, fallen leaves when? I forgot
I'll rise again every morning from my every single spot.

(Just like its name....every morning .....it brings glory.....forgets yesterday......
to get glory....do the same.... forget yesterday
Start everyday like you are a new born)

.............
Morning Glory