Flowers bring people happiness
As they spread their beauty
But they bring me comfort
When I want to cry
I merely go and pluck them
But that's not all I do
I gently pull out the petals
And slowly tear them apart
I don't do it often
Only when I'm at my worst
So I go and gather many flowers
And then I get to work
Some  may think its wrong
To destroy the precious plants
But for some unknown reason
It brings me peace
Maybe it distracts me from my pain
Or maybe I just like the way
Something pretty crumbles for a change