Poems

Beautiful, red flower

A beautiful red flower
Stands on the verdant ground
The crystal clear water streams along
All is quiet, all is serene

The pleasant sun cares for the flower
As if it is its own child
It gives it warmth
And protects it from the freezing cold

It's roots reach the depths
Of the ground searching for
The soothing water
That replenishes it

The birds chirp in the distance
Letting out the joyful songs
That causes anyone's day to
Be replaced with delight

The gentle wind gingerly
Strokes the flower's structure
Asking if it is okay
But it always is

As time moves on
These guardians begin
To become very viscous
With the red flower

The wind begins to push
The flower violently
Thrashing it all over the place
Instead of caressing it

The sun decides to throw
Blazing rays of heat and flames
Instead of the comforting
Warmth that the flower could handle

But the water is the worst of all
Instead of giving the flower the needed
Amounts of nourishment
It forces it to drink too much

The water chooses to fall
From the sky at high speeds
And tackle the flower and attack it
It's parts fly everywhere onto the mud

The river can't handle it anymore
It is too sensitive and begins to
Overflow in a raging temper
Leaving the flower in agony

The water clashes with the flower
The wind pulls the water in horrendous
Waves that suddenly wash
Over the innocent flower

Soon, the flower dies
They are murderers
They gave the innocent one
Too much