Dead Petals from Flowers
Dead petals from flowers I did pluck
And I could hear quacking of a duck;
Bees buzzing and birds were on wing;
So many pretty songs they would sing.
Beautiful butterfly around flower did hover
Like someone looking for a lost lover;
Would flutter this was and then go that
While it would see a cute, little cat.
He arrived and lover was finally found;
Around her much beauty did abound
And when there was a cool, nice breeze
She enjoyed flying in and out of the trees.
What a lovely pair they both did make
And almost away my breath it did take;
Both did die and vanished into space;
Are in heaven which is a perfect place.