Caught

Caught

A flower flows down stream
All by her lonesome and torn apart
Her pedals heavily weighed and damp
With out a stem which means with out a heart
But what can she do
But drift and wait
And hope that someday
She'll be swept up in a gust of fate
And be carried off
To view the world from above
Where she will forever be surrounded
In an abundance full of love
As for now she'll sit and sway
And will it to come true
This dream she wants so badly
She can only hope to see it through