The flowers bloomed, blossomed and then quietly shed off,
their petals cringed and wilted to show that they were crossed,
“Why can’t we stay here forever? Why should we kiss good bye?
We could forever spread the happiness and the hues, why do we have to die?”

“ Nothing lasts forever” the roots calmly replied,
“They loose their importance if their lifespan is multiplied.
A day of merriment, a week of celebration and then the years of ignorance…
And then comes the painful period of unintentional intolerance.
You win only after you have lost, you are missed only after you have gone,
It’s a sweet irony but sometimes it’s the separation that strengthens the bond.”