The sun shines
And the flowers bloom
They’re so beautiful and different
In their own way
I go and pick a yellow
Compared to the rest, it’s rooted quite a bit
It’s tall and long
I sit on the ground and study it
It petals look like the rays of the sun
I brush across the surface
Yellow is shy
Yellow is meek
The sun shines harder
Yellow may be beautiful but
Its petals begin to shrivel
The sun shines harder
A bee hums near me
I drop yellow and move to the next
The next flower is green and vibrant
I pick this one with care
I study it
This one is long and tall
Not quite like yellow
Green is soft like cotton
Green has a natural, sweet smell
Green is secure in my hands
But the sun shined after a little while
Green dropped but I didn’t
Notice at first
I took my time and saw
That greens petals were all
Over the ground before me
The wind whistled
Blowing the green petals
Far from me
I wanted to grab one to feel that softness
After awhile, I moved back to yellow
I shed a tear hoping it changed
To go back to the beauty it was
Soon I let yellow go
There’s another flower across the field
It’s red and has many petals
Everything I want
But I’m not ready for such beauty

#OWL'S WORLD