The lament of the Lonely Flower in the field

I am just a lonely flower
Lonely and blue
No one around me
No wonder I am sour

I am hoping one day
Someone would pick me
Take home and love me
Each day I’ll pray

Somebody, somebody please
Please come my way
Pick me and take me
In your flowerpot I’ll stay

One day I’ll fade away
Till then I’ll be content
With a lovely display
That all will comment