Sleep little flower,
Safe and warm,
Under a blanket of snow.
Rest through the winter
Wake in the spring,
When again, you’ll start to grow.
Stretch little flower,
Reach for the Sun,
Bath in its healing rays.
Grow strong and tall,
While you might,
For numbered are your days.
Rest little flower,
Withered and frail,
Fading, oh, so fast.
For the beauty once,
You gave the world,
Was never meant to last.
Sleep little flower,
Safe and warm,
Under a blanket of snow.
Rest through the winter,
Wake in the spring,
When again, you’ll start to grow.