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.