Appreciation.

I'll put a flower in your hair
And you might say you just don't care
But hold on, fast, the wind will blow
And you won't want to let it go
But blow away, and find a new
For it won't want for long for you
And find a new one, simple, true
Appreciates the journey through
Plants a seed along the way
And knows one day you'll let one stay
And love it as it stuck to you
But first is gone, the last a boon.