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I look back on when I was but a bud
Recalling how I longed simply to bloom.
Released, I smiled along with the sun
Fully nourished by my ancestors’ tomb.
Promenading in my virgin colors,
Still free to stretch my roots and charm the world.
No single flirting bee did I prefer.
Growing long in the leaf because I could.
But now the frost is creeping down my spine.
My time basking in the light at an end
Petals fall – as if a flower could cry.
The weight of winter forces me to bend.
Wrinkled, I regret wasting the season.
I know next year I will not rise again.