in the flowerbed at my front yard.
She is an early bloomer
but all she feels is alone and out of place
with nothing else around her.
She doesn't know she is loved by all
because her arrival heralds the start of Spring.
A season of growth and renewal
a time of love where new life begins.
So there she continues to stand
waiting for her Prince Charming to arrive.
When all along she is the most captivating one
with the whole world's adoration.
And this is the lovely first blossom in my front yard that inspired this poem! :)
