Roses grew in the depth of her heart
daisies sprouted from her lungs
daffodils arose from inside her stomach
and lilies formed near her tongue
she spoke so sweetly
a trace of life
following her wherever she goes
but as this little girl grew up she found,
that flowers die
and weeds will grow


Quote that goes with the poem: She was a garden filled with beautiful flowers, but as she grew older the flowers died and all that was left was weeds.