A seed slowly glides toward the ground,

The wind blows away dirt for a landing

It calmly lands without a sound

Its next phase begins

Two lovers meet

A child is born

Its little laugh is sweet

As its growing phase begins

The seed has now grown into stem 

It cowers below the flowers

With much more potential

Being cared for is essential

The child is now a teenager

While looking forward to making money,

The child needs to choose a major

His parents care for him dearly

With all of its petals,

It stands along with its friends

It begins to release its seeds

Trying to avoid the weeds

The child is now an adult

He thrives with a family

In a home as a result

He raises his children

The flower begins its last phase

It shrivels its petals

As it decomposes

Its story closes

The child is now old and sick

He has fulfilled his course

His days come to an end

As his soul’s energy completes its descent