I.
Never bend a flower stalk
cut swiftly what must be
let root to petiole flow
oh to know her dahlia delight
stay in bloom gently prune
see his lisianthus light
II.
One day a small voice
will ask what was said and how
You will look distant and cloudy
and say it was as beautiful as you are now
recalling your parents faces cracking voices
shelter and hope packaged in shipping petals
III.
This is a river
leaves and years will float
you will watch in wonder
blessing boats
and still marvel