Flowers came abloom
And it was the time to present and prune
The offerings of soft gatherings
Of bouquets in banquets
In sunny sides atop river banks
Far from harm and envy
Far from any gloom.

They came and they saw
They didn’t like how they bathed in the light from afar
They hated and spewed
Words so abused
The flowers that were bloomed
Shied away from them
And were indeed doomed

But petals fell astrewn
Leaves turned brown too in the face of the crew
They plucked and picked at the flowers
Oh how they went on for hours!
Couldn’t see them bloom
Couldn’t see them happy and bright
Couldn’t get them out of their sight.