Wild Flower

Like a flower, at first glance is bright and beautiful. Full of life, needing attention & love to keep its beauty. We cherish it for a few days, marvel at its beauty, admire the intricacies of each petal. Then a few days go by and we've almost memorized its beauty so its not as special anymore and we treat it as such. Each time we walk by and ignore the flower, it withers. The love & feelings we showered on it the first few days meant alot. The flower feels used, it knows that it can offer alot more than visual beauty, but we are to blind to appreciate it. The flower dies. So we go and buy more flowers.