Petals in Sync

(hummmm) (hum-mmm-mmm) Morning dew on the clover leaf

Sipping light, keeping sorrow brief

I reach down where the wild things grow

Bending low in the undertow

One by one, stems begin to part

Gathering petals in the palm of my hand

Holding onto things I don't understand

Sweet wild honey, sweet lavender bloom

I'm keeping some color for my quiet room

Dandelions in the gravel cracks

Hard to save what the garden lacks

But I find grace

in the unkept lawn

Harvesting gold before the heat is gone

Leaving roots so they bloom again

Gathering petals in the palm of my hand

Holding onto things I don't understand

Sweet wild honey, sweet lavender bloom

I'm keeping some color for my quiet room

They fade away so fast,

they

bend

Beauty we can never quite defend

So I hold them close,

I hold them tight

Just a little color...

Before the night... (ahhhh)