There was a flower. Troubled when her petals began to droop. She noticed the bees avoided her now. The bees who in the spring visited her everyday. Now they found new flowers and drank fresh nectar.
Then one day a petal fell off. Just one but it made her sad. She knew others would soon follow. And they did. Soon all the petals had fallen and the flower was just a stem. She was no longer troubled because she could no longer rembember being a flower.
The next spring the bees buzzed and a new flower grew from the seeds left behind.