Nichole Kaci McKnight
About the Flowers
A song once asked: 'Where have all the flowers gone? '
I say the flowers are still there, I could be wrong.
But I liked the meaning to that song.
I feel like we belong.
I say look beneath the surface to see the flowers.
Still there in the roots and soil are remnants of those flowers, I could look for hours at the flowers.
As I come down from my ivory tower, I realize my mind wondered for several hours about the flowers.
As I look beyond my tower to see all the flowers.
I see many things like the flowers from beyond my tower.
As I sit and cower, to see life's' many flowers, I feel their power.
Those flowers toil upon the soil for hour to hour, we realize that we can be spoiled.
As their roots begin to toil, from the hot sun they begin to be boiled.
But soon we realize the sun above rains it rays down to help the flowers grow moreover.
When the flowers bloom and prosper, we see their power all over.
When flowers die their spirit lives on within the soil.
And when spring comes again new flowers live in the soil.
Where have all the flowers gone? I hope I know the meaning to life.
I may have the answer, but I could be wrong. Or maybe I need to get a life without any strife.
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