You cut away
my beauty
          with sharp words
My petals shrink back and wilt

The sunshine can no longer
touch me
          through your murky window
I gave up reaching for it long ago

But one day you will move away
and leave me here, potted
          in dry soil
Another will come in your place

And all the blossoms
that you stripped from me
          will grow back
More beautiful, and in full Bloom.