limited wisdom

each of the flowers exists only for day
your eyes may feast on them but that is all
in a small time they wilt and fade away

we think the garden is just there for play
but with no beauty we'd decay and fall
each of the flowers exists only for day

night is no time our feelings to betray
we hide such things behind a sudden wall
in a small time they wilt and fade away

all is for glory under the bright ray
however large it is or else how small
each of the flowers exists only for day

we make excuses without much delay
and hasten when we hear the others call
in a small time they wilt and fade away

you tell us all the words we have to say
and laugh so hard when we forget to crawl
each of the flowers exists only for day
in a small time they wilt and fade away