Grown To Die
Grown to Die
By Valerie D. Staton
Beautiful and fragrant is how we’re described
Yet they cut us, as soon, as we arrive
Crammed into vessels with limited space,
To put a smile on another one's face
They place us on tables, watch us decay
Then quickly toss, our fragments away
We sprout, then blossom, within days, we die
That is a cut flower’s cycle of life.
Copyright © Valerie Staton | Year Posted 2019
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