Nothing but a flower

Crush me... you already did it

I am nothing but a flower. A daisy, petunia, dandelion, sunflower, lily, or maybe a rose with thorns so sharp. 

Just swaying in the breeze. Waiting on nothing but the sun. Waiting on nothing but good days and water.

 Waiting until I'm stepped on by careless feet or picked by a child to be patted into hair with a smile or put into a bouquet. 

Put on display for someone to come and choose me out of a million others, put in water and watch as I try to survive.

 But I will wilt in a vase, as I yearn for the wild where I belong.

Author's Note

hope you like it

Reviews

[The_Ancient_Rock]

"... as I yearn for the wild where I belong."
I loved it... Such a beautiful poem.
The cycle of life of a flower, such a simple thing.
Yet so beautiful and some will surely relate to it with their own lives.
Enjoyed reading it very much.
Keep it up! Take good care.
😄

[Zombified Spider]

Thank you so much for your review (I honestly don't know what else to say)

[The_Ancient_Rock]

I appreciate your honesty...
You are most welcome.
😄