Dead Flowers...

Flowers bloom and bloom
they rot down and so new
ones can grow, just like
we tear ourselves down
to rebuild. Flowers can
get hurt and destroyed
just like we can, they
are just like us alive
till something chops
them down. At times
we do not regrow
we do not rebuild
we try to cope with
our wounds...
The wounds are
are reminder that
it all can happen again
and again and again
until it is their time to go