I looked out my window
first blinded by the sun.
But then, as my eyes began to clear
I spied a lonely flower.
It was bravely riding a tiny twig
attached to a very large tree.
Proudly displaying its rosy-pink petals
it shone among the reluctant buds.
The next day, the brave flower came again
joined now by many friends;
an entire tree graced with life-giving color.