everyday the flower stood a little wilted
everyday it tried to bloom
everyday it tried its haredest, harder than the last day
working and working but still no change
but against all the work
the petals continued to fall
dropping helplessly to the ground
giving up the fight
giving up the will
more and more petals fell
covering the ground and all around
the flower was never proud
popular or even beautifil
just a plain flower
un-noticable, nothing important
right in the middle of a field
filled with beautiful yellow roses
right in the middle stood one dull yellow rose
maybe it didnt get enough sun or water
maybe it gave up to soon
slowly losing its beautiful petals
slowly being pushed away
slowly realizing that it wouldnt survive
battling the elements again and again
so the petals fell with no hope of being there
just waiting until the day
the last petal fell....
