People are like flowers
Their lives are brief
Some filled with colour
Centerpiece of wonder
People are like flowers
Some plain and drab
A blending background
Essential to life's canvas
Some have fragrant scents
Pleasant to be around
While others truly reek
And attract only pests
They are varied in shape
In size, and in colour
Yet they all must bloom
Some once, n'er again
Some again and again
Yet to see the sun still
And others in year's time
Open their eyes wide
Short-lived, plentiful
Easily discarded away
Silent, and side by side
This floral concession