A unique flower I had once, Well watered and in the finest vase. On the best window ledge it sat Where the sun's smile was daily Until it gradually refused to take in water anymore. Nor flourish.
The air felt stale to it Its glorious perch it grew to resent Despite all efforts to nurture, It chose to wilt.
I step out onto the porch To the hill I walk In my search for a flower willing to bloom. A hand shading my eyes from the sun I scan the plains ahead, To the horizon if possible.
All the flowers looked the same I wanted something different But none appealed. In dismay, I turned And back to my cabin I went.
Now I sit with my elbows on the ledge Staring at the transparent vase With its lonely water Wondering How long this vase will stay empty.
The flower represents "Love". The vase represents "Relationship".