The Withered Flower

The flower was blooming
throughout the spring.
But now, it didn't know
that one day it would wither too.

It did wither one day
but not like the way its friends did.
It left on its own will
to see the world other than where the roots were.

All in vain,
It realized a fact when it was too late.
The fact that it can't fly
without the wind.

Is it Summer?
Winter?
The weather being beautiful
or Awful
did not bother
because after all, it is just a Withered Flower
waiting to rot
to feed itself to the root.