A Flower

I woke up this morning and had a thought. Life is like a flower. I mean it starts out as a bud and we start out s babies, then it blossoms into a flower and we turn into adults then it withers and starts to die. This is the part when we get old and have to spend time in the hospital and finally, POOF! its gone. And the same thing happens to us but i dont thing flowers have to burry there friends or family in a grave. There would be alot of flowers if that happend!