Petals soft and fragile,
Plucked out by the little girl playing in the garden,
After all it’s just a flower.

Flowers so pretty and delicate,
Crushed by the little boys playing,
After all it’s just a flower.

Roses taken from their bush,
Used for celebrations and such,
After all it’s just a flower.

Dandelions mowed up into mulch,
Looked upon as weeds,
After all it’s just a flower.

Flowers are taken from nature to form displays,
Never getting a second chance,
After all it's just a flower.