A flower is a gem on the crown of nature.
...Even if for a day.
It knows that it has got a life that is short,
Still its nature's most vibrant ray.
It sings, swirls and dances to the tune of the wind,
Until its dry and gray.
We may have another day to our life,
But the flower never says "why I can't see the next day?"
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