Flowers Can Be

Floral fragrances fill the air Lost memories appear everywhere. Originally starting out as seeds Wither without water and sun to feed. Every morning they open up Reminders of drinks taken from lifes cup. Sent to show someone that you care Caressing the senses, standing fair. A flower to mark both joys and pain Needing only soil, sun and rain. Blossoming beauty ripe to be picked Evoking emotions no one can predict.