Getup Old Flower

Getup old flower, having seen your apex, I love the manner you enjoyed a climax, The way you invited the cute butterflies, The way you excited the sweet honey flies, From bud to a flower your amazing beauty Explaining what's love, was your prime duty, You performed your duty in a so hot noon, Not only under a pleasant full moon, In the monsoon rains, you bravely stood, Even in the winters saw a smiling mood, An amorous adventure by rainbow colors, Ecstasy you spread by the drunken odors, For a fruit you opened to insects the style, For a pollen grain your amazing kyle, Sacrifice to be dried for the sake of seeds, You so much realized the nature's needs! Now leave the seat for a growing bud, I see your petals smiling in the mud!