She was like a flower,
Pollen drifting through the air,
Her leaves fluttering in the wind,
The stem twisting and snapping and breaking.
Soon her head drooped on the ground,
No more strength to turn to the sun.
Seeds popped out like droplets of water,
No one wanted her in their garden.
Her words all stilted,
Her petals all wilted,
Soon she decomposes.