Someday the bougainvillea

We’ve planted all life

Bear millions of flowers

In a fiery bloom

Butterflies will talk

With birds and squirrels

Path will be lively

With dazzling colour

Rainbows and breeze

Will follow the rain

Mountains and hills

Echoing your name

Just wait for the time

And a little patience

Try not to force

Doors shut tight

Things will be right

They will become right

New doors will open

Wherever you walk