Little Flower

I saw a little flower
When I was in my garden
The stem was green
The petals were blue
It swayed in the cool breeze
I knew then it was spring

On the third day of spring
The trees had begun to flower
With the scent of rain in the breeze,
I sat in my garden
And I gazed at the blue
petals that became one with the green.

All around me is green.
On the fifth day of spring
the sadness in my heart blew
away. My feelings no longer matched that little flower
The one I saw in my garden
Now my heart, filled with joy, sways in the cool breeze

The days breeze
by. All around me is green
It spreads like wildfire through my garden
On the seventh day of spring
Except for that little flower
that swayed when the wind blew

With the same wind sadness blew
back into my heart. It came with the cool breeze
The change began with the green
On the tenth day of spring
Soon nothing will look the same in my garden

All around me is my garden
and here it will end with blue
I don’t know which day of spring
it’ll happen. I’ll know when the cool breeze
becomes warm. When the light green
becomes darker. When there is more than that little flower

I saw a little flower in my garden
The stem was green and the petals were blue
The cool breeze brought change with it on the first day of spring