Go, begonia, bloom for once
Like your life depends on it,
Or else these shears will stab your stem and slice with no remorse.
I’m just a bleeding heart, cowering in fear on the twigs
From the gardening force
Come to deadhead our autumn flower bed.
I’m so sorry, begonia, that you had to go.
Goodbye, bellflower, I’ll remember the sound of your song.
Bird of paradise, please know that it hurt when you crumpled from flight, breaking your wings in the dirt.
I’m just a bleeding heart, scarlet,
Perpetually about to cry,
But my tears, oh, they
For I am strong
And the gardeners
Don’t come for me
Don’t cut me open
Don’t scissor my heart,
How seeing you all go
(poem also found on Wattpad)