an experiment in quads
a new beginning
a new day starts
a new flower blooms
a new beating heart
a story unfolds
the sun moves along
a bee hovers over
the heart beats strong
the story has a twist
the sun is hidden inside
the flower will persist
the heart will abide
the twist unfurls
the sun shines again
the flower curls
the heart isn’t in pain
the tale comes to fruit
the sky turns to dusk
the flower looks cute
the heart runs brusque
its the end of the story
night has finally come
the flower has lived its glory
the heart is now numb