Rise - Rainer Maria

Sometimes

Offer more than talking

Say, I like you very much

Say, what when cut grows over

Pink and white?

Carnations

Skinny daisies

For each inch cut

The roots grow ten

Where we can’t see them

Devise

A way of saving your words

Say nothing

If it’s forced

For each inch cut

The roots grow ten

Where we can’t see them

I’m laying in the soil

Is it time for me to rise?

I’ve pulled up my stakes again

Is there someone who can take me in?