I am but a small flower, Waiting to be noticed and seen, Longing and yearning by the hour, Like everyone else in this place of green.
I am but a Forget-Me-Not, Please give me lots of love and affection, Because that is what I require a lot, For I cannot take rejection and neglection.
I am but a Bleeding Heart, Care for me and I will bloom only for you, But if you have enough of me and depart, I shall wilt and become one with the morning dew.