Singing flowers

When the flowers blow in the wind,
They sing like an angel;
After getting stepped on to the ground they get pinned
Certainly it must be painful 

The ecosystem is flowing;
The food chain is normal, 
From tigers to frogs they are growing;
Giant spiders, big snakes, paranormal!

In the wind trees are swaying
In the ground its roots like concrete 
The hummingbirds are surveying 
Ants crawling up, with their tiny feet!