I remember a kid I was friends with, her name was lily , I liked her name since it reminded me of my moms childhood , my mom said she ran around and slept in the soft grass and bed of flowers in her field of flowers.. it was her favourite place.. people started calling it Garden of flowers as it felt like it belonged to my mom... one day a kid came by, his name was Tulip, odd name for a boy, my mom said he was the best friend she could always dreamt of, one day he moved houses .. and she never found him...Lily reminds me of tulip.. a nice friend I could ever had..I’ve always can hear her sometimes at the graveyard .
