The Flowers they need caring,
The Thorns and all the Poisonous leaves now about to wilt.
The Roses how they Cut and Bleed,
The fly traps how the snap and feed.
But not all is always as cruel as it may seem,
Some of the Flowers oh!, how they gleam.
The Lilacs and the Lily's all tender to the touch
Some will say it all will be to much.
But some will put the flowers out in the cold to freeze,
trying to make them strong in the frosty winter breeze.
The Flowers they need caring,
They need water for their roots,
The Flowers they need caring
so that they might not wilt.