Small Talk

photo: Snapr on flickr.com

Why for do you cry?
Asked the plant to the fly
and please do not lie –
I shall know, but not why!

I cry for the Sun
cried the fly to the one
who had posed it this pun,
Am I crying for fun?

But that Sun is a treat
it makes my scent this sweet
and gives you all the heat
which you need when you eat!

I know you are right –
and I now shall take flight;
for I cry for the light
that will go come the night.

Do shed no more tears,
here’s a cap for your fears:
Why tomorrow, fly dear,
that same sun reappears!

I know that my petal –
and the sun, moon, et al
will be hear at your call
but by then I’m no more.