Delicate Flowers

We are delicate flowers

Our stems growing 

As we evolve over time

And our leaves rotting as we make mistakes 

But then our petals bloom so fast you almost miss it

And suddenly we are all kinds of beautiful plants

That still need watering

And mending

But every flower is in a different place 

One is still waiting to be planted

One is growing

One is blossoming

And one is withered

But once upon a time

 They were all full

Luscious with opportunity 

And a chance to whisper to the other flowers

Expanding their roots to them

As a welcoming gesture