under the stars

flowers

We kill flowers,

pluck them out of their roots,

because we think that

they are filled with beauty;

but we never really

appreciate them when

they are alive and breathing.

Perhaps it's all just in my head

With a flower crown in my hair

I believe it's unfair,

that we never fully

learn to love

everything that's living

until it's dead,

only then we honor what

once was alive.