In the early morning
It stands alone
Dewdrops hang from its petals
Birds chirp their joyful notes
Bees too hum their tunes
From their fragrant pedestals
A red beautiful blossom
Like a new day
A new life
New dreams
New hopes
Its fragrance
Fills the air
Beautiful flower
Too beautiful to be moved
Too beautiful to be touched.
But alas I fear
To the ground it will fall
To be trodden upon by all
And the birds will mourn their loss
And bees will no more buzz.
And today
They will fly away
To where beauty lies
And like that flower
Man too dies
And travels to eternity
And when he does
Who will behold the beauty?