Sunflower

If I am the Sunflower
then you are the gardener
you watched me grow
and you nurtured my growth

But then you got a cat
and that cat
tore me up bit by bit
piece by piece

and you would replant me
every night
you would reassure me
every night

Until you stopped
and so I was left
to replant myself
every night

Then a florist found me
He picked me up
and tried to heal the tears
in my petals

he watched me
from a distance
grow again
become happy once again

But he watched from
too far away
and a poor man
came and stole me away

That florist
watched my petals
fall and rot away
due to the poor mans infidelity

Yet this sunflower
let him
as long as he was
honest

And the florist
hated this
the most