Just Like a Flower, We too Must Die
Little girl
Poppy in hand
Petals red
Fiery as the sun
Little girl
Golden hair swinging
Eyes blue
The color of liquid love
Little girl
Spinning swiftly
Life is soft
Flowers tickle when you fall
Little girl
Poppy twirling in hand
Blurring
Into the sun
Little girl
Walking slowly
Day get lonely
On the poppy road
Little girl
Growing cold
Stumbling
When light leaves the way
Little girl
Breathing deeply
Evening crisps
As day grows old
Little girl
Smiling sadly
Yours is the sun
All you have is day
Little girl
Feeling lost and lonely
Gripping
The last rays of the sun
Little girl
Dark comes early
Run.
Run.
Run.
Little girl
Tired beauty
Opens eyes and
Sees
Olden girl
Stiffened from cold
Graying
When her summer leaves
Wilted girl
Palms open slowly
Fiery petals, red and gold
Fall away
Wizened girl
Closes eyes, crying
Flowers gone.
They faded with summer
Little girl
Runs away laughing
Run.
Run.
Away.
Oh, little girl
Dreaming sweet
Dreaming deeply
We too, must die.
Golden flower
Wilting and dying
When the autumn night comes
Darkness comes for you.