And So I Grew

i was the flower that you decided to pick 
amongst all of the other flowers 
in the field 
you ripped me out of the ground 
and examined me from my roots
to my petals
you took me to your home 
and promised to take good care of me
you bought me a pretty pot 
then put me on your window sill  close to the sunshine
one day you forgot to water me 
and then the next day and the next 
you decided rather than giving me 
the nutrients i needed to grow 
that letting me drought would be much easier 
once you saw me withering
you threw me out, like one of your cigarette butts
and even though my leaves were all dried up
and there was no strength in me
to hold my petals together 
i dug myself back into the soil
and i grew once again 
now every morning 
you stare out your window 
with a cup of coffee in your hands 
as bitter as the dirt 
i left in between your teeth 
you and the sunrise
stare at the bouquet i had become 
your tongue was burnt by your coffee;
it almost stung as bad as the thought
of your little flowers nectar 
in another bees honeycomb
©️ Emma Guidolin