Wildflowers falling

They bloom, I cry

For, they’ll wither and die

They make my day

And then drift away

They send me a hi

It hits me as goodbye

The tree weeps

And the wind sweeps

With tears that roll

I take a stroll

By corpses that mock

And laugh, I walk

With death in the moon

As the only boon

New flowers fall

And answer their call

New flowers fall

And give us their all