A Lament To a Flower
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With patience we wait for a bud into a blossom, grow
The morning dew that gave all to its scented essence
Yet; so readily are we to cut it once its beauty shows
This flower taken in its prime, of its own adolescence
The morning dew that gave all to its scented essence
Now as sat within a vase to be admired in all its glory
This flower taken in its prime, of its own adolescence
Yet if left alone; for it would have been another story
Now as sat within a vase to be admired in all its glory
Only to us give pleasure, but lacks the life it so needs
Yet if left alone; for it would have been another story
With its own life end, fails to return to earth its seeds
Only to us give pleasure, but lacks the life it so needs
Bees, colourful butterflies, or other pollinating insects
With its own life end, fails to return to earth its seeds
This divide of living in the wild, or for our need effects
Bees, colourful butterflies, or other pollinating insects
To rise and fall with the setting of the sun, or be vase
This divide of living in the wild, or for our need effects
To this blooming flower, it wasn’t written in the clause
To rise and fall with the setting of the sun, or be vase
It goes without question flowers were born to be free
To this blooming flower, it wasn’t written in the clause
But; as trapped within a vase ‘cause you did the deed
It goes without question flowers were born to be free
But; so readily are we to cut it once its beauty shows
Yet; as trapped within a vase ‘cause you did the deed
With patience we wait for a bud into a blossom, grow
Copyright © Indiana Shaw | Year Posted 2020
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