Songs For The Weary

I was once a flower
And you were a bee
You landed on my petals
How soft were your feet
I cried from the beauty
My leaves had never seen
But after drinking my nectar
How soon did you flee?
Gone from my sight
You claimed to be free

Now I am a thorn bush
Restless in this heat
But I offer no shade
To passers from the street
My branches have grown tired
With leaves a faded green
And there's really no reason
For you to come near
My words are too prickly
So you just stay clear

Soon I'll be a garden
Drowning in the sun
With my fruit shipped afar
My song has long been sung
I wait here in silence
For a gentle touch to come
She will feel my soil
And plant her seeds
Then she'll pick me bare
And it will all repeat