I am a delicate flower; beautiful and radiant.
The sun shines upon me, reflecting a luminous glow.
Water, sunlight, and air, keeps me afloat.
I blossom in the spring and summer weather.
With little care, I start to droop.
My leaves start to crumble and fall as they may.
From the bottom up, I turn into decay.
Take care of this delicate flower, for she is beautiful and radiant.