i wonder if you know the pain i feel
as i see the freshness out of you peel
you must be angry
you must be hungry
i plucked you out
like a devil with a red pout
i twisted your leg and turned it
i wish i would have known that i hurt it
i was such a fool
your color made me drool
no wonder i did it
but i shouldn’t have done it
i can’t put you back where your friends are
they’re close and yet so far
now as i see your orange fade
i know the mistake that i have made
i wish i had the power
to plant you back O little flower!

Wilted rose