Elegant and sweet! Loved this write, thank you, iluvisis

My love is like a flower new( like all flower it will wilt and wither)
when bursting into sight (the moment is too soon to last)
transforms the ground with blinding (does not have the sustenance to be ever shine)
speed and effervescent light.( temporary brightness and dimmed forever)

It blossoms out in warm reponse ( like all botany family it will dry and be crinky)
and settles into air ( become the dut and dried particles on the ground)
And gently rests with nonchalance ( it's presence a forgorn memory)
a gem without a care. ( no one remembers a dead flower that is gone forever )
how is that or being a poem popper

I am a pessimist only 25%, ypou know most of the beauty of the world ir ruined cuase of the major use of enhanced material to get hing to grow bigger, fatter, faster - Genetically Modified
got me on a roll to psuh out the beauty and show out the ugly