Lonely Seed

The seed is set a quarter of a ruler Its life on earth will be hardy and fuller After water, rays and time, it will be a great ******** Into a beautiful; uncommon sort of attraction Humans come and want to pick her pedals This tiny little seed has grown into a medal Decisions to protect this growing flower; Thorns are grown in order to keep her power They come to gawk and see her golden wonder Her life is empty, though they feed her hunger She needs a seed to grow right by her side To germenate and feed her heart and mind The heat is now beginning to take its toll Maybe next year her seed will be set within a bowl This way her roots will not be running free Her knowledge of love will be limited and steady