"FLOWERS" (2/8/12)

There once was a little boy
Who thought the World
Was made up of flowers
He loved his Mom
And he loved his Dad
When his sister came
He loved her too
As she was also a flower
There was later a brother
A tougher sort of flower
When he was of age
The little boy was sent
Out into the World
But the only flowers he
Found there
Were made of hard plastic
And there were rocks
Hard rocks
Some were sharp
And could cut very deep
Others were blunt
Leaving various bruises
When he would see a
Flower
Often it would be trampled on
This all made him very sad
And so he withdrew
From the World
Hiding away in the fields of
Flowers