Flower

May 19, 2017

My friend- she's a flower.
She's the only one who's there for me.
She's a nice friend.
She tells me if he loves me,
Or if he does not.
She listens to my stories,
While I lie down,
Watch the clouds,
Call them shapes,
Name their names.
Beautiful flower,
Why do you wilt?
Are you not eating, drinking enough?
Your petals!
They are one by one
Leaving your side
And I am not even trying to see
If he loves me
Or if he does not.
Your petals!
They're gone now.
They're what made you, you
Now you're falling over, you're broken
While your petals fly with the wind.
Don't worry, friend.
I've got you covered.
I'll tape some new petals to your stem!
You will feel good as new.
Beautiful flower,
Why do you wilt?
You need to stay good and strong.
You're the only one who's there for me.
You're a nice friend.
You listen to my stories,
While I lie down,
Watch the clouds,
Call them shapes,
Name their names.
I know it's getting colder,
And I know you've gotten older,
But you have to stay.
Stay.
I have no one else to tell my stories to,
When the white falls on you,
When the coolness surrounds you,
When the earth is no longer green,
I know that you will be gone.
But I can help you, flower.
You need to stay good and strong.
Now as I leave your home, my field,
It wrecks my heart
Knowing that I won't see you
Ever again.
My only friend- she was a flower.
She was the only one who was there for me.






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