You are a single flower.

You are lonely
You are a single flower
In a field of grass
Taking a foggy shower.
Beside you is another-
Colorful and covered in bees.
Why do they receive it?
Yet when a young boy sees
The beauty of your petals
He notices your shoots.
Grasping your stem gently
He pulls, scooping your roots
Carrying you home
To his home, now yours too.
Placing you gently in a pot.
A new home, just him, and you.

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