Whether I'm dancing among the daisies,
Twirling with the tulips,
Swaying along side the snowdrops,
Or frolicking amidst the forget-me-nots,
They all smile at my presence,
Their essence. . .
It defines their characteristics.

They have no expectations to live up to,
Sadly, we humans do.
Flowers can bloom when they want to, how they want to,
Yet they still surpass them!
They exceed the expectations,
The ones they weren't given.
They sprout,
Grow green,
Reach radical heights,
And bloom.

They bloom for me and you,
Yet that's not entirely true.
Flowers bloom,
So can you.

Así que solo florece.