Coming of a Flower

Spring announced returning sun
from winter's dark and dour
a parade of birds harken of
the coming of a flower

With vanity it pushes through
the snow with furtive power
in shadow's turn it brings anew
the coming of a flower

Purple's golden spangly hue
grows bright with every hour
the life of summer listens to
the coming of a flower

Just above the forest's floor
the haughty starts to tower
soon the fall will bring no more
the coming of a flower