Flower Child, oh how pretty you are.
Waiting,
Blooming,
Calling,
Out to me I see.

Flower Child, oh how big you are.
Growing,
Flourishing,
Reaching,
Out to the sunlight I see.

Flower Child, oh how changed you are.
Seething,
Wilting,
Fading,
Out to the ground I see.

Flower Child, oh where have you gone?
Your colorful petals have gone,
Your smile has gone away,
The air is colder now.

- a. r.