So many choices
In this magnificent garden
The one you will pick
The one will take away
From the place it lives
Without warning or a farewell

Because they are beautiful
They will leave sooner
Because they are beautiful
Their petals, one by one, will fade
And die as it didn't have a beginning

But their unshed tears
Will sprout and grow new succession
youths that shall bloom with vibrant beauty
And will fill the missing places in this garden...