Pettals fall
stem all brown
faded scent
is all around
snow is falling
like a feather
cant seem to fight
this cold weather
Still
I am
dead on ground
just cant wait
till warmth is found
Then I'll rise
bright in day
until the sun
fades away
then Dawn comes
once again
slowly waking Mums
HERE I AM
all in bloom
as my fragrance
fills the room
stuck in water
people stare
at my beauty
oh so rare
Now I draw
my last few breaths
I've been plucked
now near death
hope I'll grow
in Heaven's garden
this lonely flower
has no bargain
Now I'll die
but not in soil
I was wasted
left to spoil.
