Metal Petals

There lives in a garden

A tin man without a heart

His existence you will pardon

He wasn't alive from the start

His hollow dreams lie in fields

Places with flowers for all

He is gentle, for a plant he wields

He will never die or fall

He will never be tall of grow ill

His life is one that outlives

His job is to fulfill human will

For human benefit this android gives

He plucks metal petals from a flower

This boy's love in his power