Strung Together

I put the seed in soil and nurse it on and green, a tiny stalk, so slowly grows Yet flowers die; a burst, then broken dawn So brief a life, so soon forever closed A splash of color bright with paint will stay and flowers won&#x27;t; and yet I grow them still Because a song for just a moment played is sweet, a shorter dance enhances thrill So bud: erupt into a glorious bloom Just moments, brief…