Gleaming yellow smiles hide
Deep dark feelings held inside
Limp as a dying dandelion
Petals falling to the earth
For help you constantly cry
I cannot save you in my ways
My hope for you
It is your death
A wonderful, beautiful death
A vase
Seven days
A trash can
The end, your very end
Poor mourning marigold
I pity you
My hope for you
It is your death