A Flower Poem by Umasree Raghunath

A flower is a gift of God
What we show and sow as seeds
We can make them grow as flowers
Or let them turn as useless weeds
Just like the life we make it
Either we love, we cherish or break it
Fragrances that bloom from the flowers
The beauty of sucking honey bees
Glowing colours and shapes they show
Beauty in its own form to glow
A flower is a gift of the god
Making the hands of the one crushing it
Also smells as fragrant as it could be
Showing that life is how much we give to it