Okay, if you read this then know the setting i was thinking of was a busy new york street. pless R&R!
"Singing, dancing living,"

Here she runs out into the street and cries

"Singing, dancing, living,

This is why…"

As her words fly

She hugs to her chest blue rose

As delicate as she is

As slender

As unique

She let's her words ring,

"This is why we live

Singing and dancing

Through life's many courses!"

There in the middle of the street she yells

Her message way out loud

The rose blooms proud

Then rubber meets cement

The rose turns slightly bent

As now in view steam truck vents

She and rose die

As, with truck, they collide

And an air current shifts in the air