Seedy Dreams

Bury me if you can, however I'll give you a flower.

Put me deep aside, Push more, I know how to fight.

Dig deeper, use your hard hands.

Don't use spade, it hurts the soil.

I know you won't water me again.

It will rain either and I can.

My summer your winter, you live above.

Beneath I lie, I dream, I conquer.

My fears creep, my struggle can, my pause, you die, you pass.

My new leaves, but you pass by.

The flower me, now meets a bee.

You spray some, and it groans, can't you hear?

Only I have an ear!

But it has done, the work, I fruit dreams,

Then, a little life tastes me

Oh! How sweet am I.