"Flowers"

"Flowers"

I am a blossom
I am still smaller than some
But as the wind howls and blows
Given time, I will grow
I will be the biggest and most fragrent
But in a matter of months I will become ancient
Forced to lose my peddles and wilt
I will bind at a slight tilt
By the time I fall, I will be forgotten
I will become foriegn and rotten
I will be buried under other duds
Then we will bloom into new buds
Only to repeat this process again
For the human name beauty, we will never end

By: I.M.S. (me)