Annuals

I willl sit here day after day

allowing you to be the reason I get up.

I replant you and exploit your glory

so that I may feel repose.

I chose you for your color

your height

how you perform in the heat.

If there is one thing I can do for you

In your short life.

It is worship you

feed you

bring you sustenance.

For you

bring me mine

Done