I Wish I Was A Flower

I am leaf in a field of flowers

their fragrant so sweet, mine is sour

over a hill

under a mill

I sit like a shadow

I am the green that goes unseen

for flowers to glow bright

I eat sun light

under a hill

over a mill

I stand like a candle stick

I burn away in the sun

so the pretty flowers can have fun

behind a hill

next to a mill

I cry away at night

for often I am out of sight

next to a hill

behind a mill

do flowers know the truth?

does a Daisy keep her youth?

a rose to catch the sun?

do I know how to have fun?

do daffodils cry?

do flowers know die?

why they're still alive,

why the bees come from hives

why their existence even thrives?

no more hills

no more mills

I am a leaf in the fall

I lost all my colors

I lost my powers

when I gave up my flowers.