Flowers are unique
They come in so many different ways. They're lovely like some baked lays.
They grow at different times.
But, they're better than me at rhymes.
Flowers bloom
And I groom.
Flowers will always grow and die
But I'll still be stuck here with these terrible lies.
Oh how little time flies
Yet flowers come back in different times.
I wish I was a flower.
Do you ?
~~~~
I sure do...
I wonder sometimes..
What it would be like..
If things happened differently..
