There is one flower picked up from the Garden
You know what happened to him

He didn't even blossom
Didn't even taste the sweet rays of
the Sun
Wasn't even touched by the rain or blown by the wind

But you did.

Wasn't smelled or admired by others like You were
You planted him
You watered him
And You ended him

You were his mother Earth
But You didn't want him
Life ended before it began

There is one flower picked up from the Garden
And you know what happened to him