Daisies & Roses

From the dirt we sprung out
Beckoned by promise of the sun
That grateful things follow
And we would have equal measure to grow

I was born into a garden
Planted with daisies and roses
Acting as a monoculture
Because they thought they were

I budded in measure drawn slowly forth
And against the wishes of the sun
I cast my seeds to unforgiving soil

Now as the days grow shorter I wonder
Why the bees no longer buzz on by
And my petals have become worn
And the wind steals them from me