he found her growing in the forest
he dug her up from her mud
but not for the florist
but for the intimidating flood
he heard the rivers heavy thud
"she shall be protected," he whispered
he took her home
and planted her in his garden
her beauty was his syndrome
he promised to keep her guarded
and just like that, out of her grew orchid
"she shall be as wild as she pleases," he said
around her grew wildflowers
making her oh so powerful
and he nurtured her for hours
her nectar smelling so colourful
every inch of her being so powerful
"she shall never be forgotten under the sun," he shouted
she starts to wilt
wasn't he good enough?
he is filled with guilt
was he too rough?
he won't give up, he will be tough
" will she exist again? " he cried
he planted her last leaf
she grew again
she repeated forever
every time you think she's dried up; out of the soil she will bloom.
