When Left Alone

So this one I wrote back in grade nine, a whole 3 years ago! Haha, anywho, here it is :)

In the meadow,
In the quiet meadow,
A lone flower stands.

That flower wilts,
That lone flower wilts,
It is falling down.

The petals break,
The faded petal break,
And hit the ground.

On the ground,
On the cold ground,
They are now forgotten.

Now they rot,
Now they slowly rot,
Soon they will be gone.

In the meadow,
In the quiet meadow,
A lone flower stands.