When I was a cat
I slept too often
Walked away
And never really thanked you

When I was an orchid
I bloomed and faded
Promised much
And revelled in my rarity

When I was a wave
I broke hearts on the shore
Moved sand
And probably disappointed

When I was an apple
I ripened and then fell
Rotted slowly
And was never shared

When I was a candle
I burned bright and short
Lost form
And ended on your finger tip

And when I was a young man
I slept too often
Promised much
Probably disappointed
Was never shared
And ended on your finger tip