Killer

It was brutal & bloodless
any pain soon ceased
a bit of stem left 
dots of white among the green.

Final resting place , a bin
unceremoniously
 emptied in .
 No headstone , No grave ,
Unmarked  they lay .

but they will return
Nature never learns .
Future , The mower will 
still go over .
A new generation will again , Get no older .
 

-A harsh environment 
is a lawn in a garden .
Daisies don’t live long
-Nor do they get a pardon.