Rose, oh how you lie there,
Lifeless and withered,
Deprived of water and of food,
You struggle to survive,

You catch the odd droplet of life,
And a tiny streak of light,
You cower underneath the giant trees,
Deprived, you just keep holding on,

You take your chance,
Expanding your reach towards the world,
Moving into an empty space,
And placing your seed in the ground,

You will survive,
And if not you will live on,
Live on, in the form of another,
And perhaps you will breed, and breed.