The gardener the first flower to bloom is the first to wilt its petals will fall you do not know how to take care of it you’ll miss it when it’s gone and wonder what you did wrong the second flower stays longer you’ve learned to water it but flowers need sun your stormy skies kill this flower by the third you have a formula sun water dirt you use the roots of the first two to help fertilize this one this flower is short and sweet the fourth flower is what gets you you’ve built a bouquet of dead roses what’s one more? you neglect the sun you neglect the water your flower will die and you know why A poem i wrote about myself